The Ceo’s Convict Wife

Chapter 872

He was caught off guard and ended up being tugged by her into the backseat of the car with his body above hers.

Her natural scent, combined with the odor of alcohol, invaded his senses and made him enter a trance-like state.

“Callum… Why did you show up in front of me again?” Lillian murmured.

His body stiffened. She knew that holding him so intimately felt like death by a thousand cuts for Callum.

However, he had no desire to push her away and wished to have her in his arms longer and was willing to endure any pain as long as she wanted to be held by him like this.

“I missed you too much,” Callum said in a low voice. He still answered her, despite knowing that she might forget all about it when she was sober.

“Too much?”

“That’s right.”

“But… Do you have any idea how much I wanted to move on from you?” her voice was choked with sobs, and she began weeping silently.

His eyes darkened. “Of course.” He knew that better than anyone. “I’ll leave after sending you upstairs.”

He was about to get to his feet, but Lillian’s hand was still tightly clenched to his collar, with no sign of letting go. “We… still haven’t gone drinking nor played drinking games together. You also promised to dance for me!”

“I’ll fulfill all that if you can repeat what you just said to me while sober,” he responded.

Lillian grinned widely at him. “I’m… perfectly sober right now.”

Callum’s eyes were stormy. “She wouldn’t be smiling at me in such close quarters if that were true,” he scoffed internally.

me. Otherwise, you will regret it,”

she mumbled.

tight to steel himself before pulling her hand off his collar. He stood once more, intending to carry

the car and leaned against him. However, he was about to bend down to pick her up when she forcefully shoved him back into

backseat for the

difference was that their positions were reversed.

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soon realized that

she slurred while her fingers stroked his face, sending arrhythmic thrills

his heart.

for good.” She covered his lips with hers as soon as she

“Why is she kissing me like that

what exactly do you want?” he asked hoarsely, responding with fiery

body, as well as the lingering odor pervading the air inside the car, silently reminded

do something like this with her in such a place. Nonetheless, the way she’d kissed him had chipped away at his self-control. He’d even overlooked the ache in his

that

back home anymore. Callum took a deep breath and straightened his

drove slowly away from the residential area as if

hour later. He carefully carried

then, the corners of her lips upturned as if she

if he was

I’m still the one you

would sacrifice everything to carve

needed to do was to be his

dead quiet of night felt less cold

by an unfamiliar ceiling when she