The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 2083

Declan took out his military uniform from his suitcase and hung it on the wall above his bedpost, then used a velvet cloth to polish his badges and rank insignia meticulously.

He made time to attend the Hoffmans' wedding and had to return immediately to be on standby after that, so he brought his military uniform with him. It was his pride.

Despite busying around, he could not sleep. Declan lay on the bed, tossing and turning around for a long time before finally feeling a little sleepy.

In a daze, he felt his body getting warm. A sweet, fragrant breeze gently brushed across his face...

He suddenly woke up, his eyes wide.

In the dim lights, Annabeth's fair and soft body was only clad in a nightgown as thin as paper. She straddled him, and the view in front of her chest was exposed when she leaned forward, revealing a tempting and mouth-watering sight.

"Declan, hug me... I miss you."

The girl's spirited, watery eyes were staring at him dreamily, full of deep and entwined longing.

felt a surge of heat in his lower abdomen, and his

blood, which trailed down to his neck and the tip

was an upright gentleman, but

happen with another

hanging at the side to drape it over Annabeth's shoulders, wrapping her tempting body completely. No matter how much she squirmed, he did not

pressed uniform became wrinkled amidst the girl's

always personally ironing and taking care of it, and even his secretary would not dare to

did not feel distressed about it when it came to

but you still won't act... Do you not like me, or do you have problems in that area?" Annabeth's face flushed angrily,

messing around!" Declan held her shoulders, his

if you have a problem down

his grasp, angry and arrogant. "In ancient times, the princesses

stop

tone was cold and hard, the indifference in his eyes stinging Annabeth. "I'm about