Charles smirked. “Are you suggesting that it’s my fault for not revealing your true identity in the Newton residence earlier? Are you blaming me for telling them that you’re a housekeeper, which resulted in Haisley and the rest bullying you?”

“No… That never crossed my mind.”

He chuckled, a mischievous glimmer dancing in his eyes. “You hesitated.”

“I swear I didn’t,” insisted Whitney helplessly.

“You’re obviously lying.”

She chose to remain silent, feeling a tad annoyed.

With her naturally golden hair and captivating emerald eyes, Whitney’s face exuded a pristine charm, resembling that of a delicate doll. Despite her frustrated expression, her cheeks puffed up cutely.

She’s quite adorable.

Unable to hold himself back, Charles burst out laughing.

Why didn’t I realize how entertaining Whitney can be? I didn’t know I could tease my wife like this. It’s hard not to be charmed by how adorable she is when she’s trying to suppress her anger.

His long lashes fluttered as his gaze unintentionally fell upon Whitney’s soft alluring lips.

He couldn’t quite explain why, but Whitney seemed to grow more pleasing to the eye by the day. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful she appeared in his eyes.

Unconsciously, he found himself leaning closer to her, drawing nearer to her lips.

Perhaps, it’s not bad to have such an amusing and pretty wife. If Whitney continues to behave herself, we can always renew the contract when the one-year marriage period is up.

For the first time ever, such a thought crossed his mind. Slowly, he found himself drawn closer to Whitney.

The two were just mere inches away from each other, and Whitney could feel Charles’ warm breath.

His every breath seemed to be filled with lust, causing a tingling sensation on her cheeks and skin. It felt like his warmth could permeate her bloodstream, setting her entire body ablaze.

As his lips drew closer, Whitney found herself so nervous that she held her breath, fidgeting restlessly on his lap.

Is Charles going to… kiss me? Perhaps, experiencing his tenderness will leave me with some precious memories even after we divorce. It doesn’t sound all too bad…

eyes, not wanting

and asked softly, “You’ve been looking

unrelated conversation disrupted the

opened her eyes and saw Charles leaning back in his chair, maintaining a measured

intended to kiss her,

result, her ears

I’ve been looking for

still haven’t found

expectations are too high, Mr. Newton. No drinking or socializing, no revealing outfits, no staying out

half-smile. “But how much longer do

struck Whitney like a bolt of lightning, prompting her to swiftly bounce up from

a loss for words. She didn’t have to react like

legs, where

figure is

Whitney fidgeted with her fingers nervously. “I came to bring you a glass of juice and express my gratitude. Now that I’ve said

“Okay,” replied Charles casually.

heels, Whitney hurriedly fled,

door closed behind her, the room fell into silence,

he gazed at his

his arms

waist was remarkably slender, yet astonishingly soft

and an unusual feeling of

many years, but ever since they bid goodbye to their

he yearned to embrace her, that possibility was

had been so intimately close to

thoughts, he fixed his

an email notification

Whitney said about finding a job, Charles picked up his phone and sent

the

her eardrums were

makeup. Do you really have to act like

his mouth, his handsome face

man, and I’m being forced to wear contact lenses, draw eyeliner, apply lipstick, and

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