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…

closed her eyes, not

touch, Charles paused and asked softly, “You’ve been looking at your phone quite often lately. What’s

conversation disrupted the

back in his chair, maintaining a measured

never intended to kiss her, and she

a result, her ears burned

I’ve

haven’t

voice reflecting a tinge of frustration as she grumbled, “Your expectations are too high, Mr. Newton.

safety.” He raised his eyebrows, wearing a half-smile. “But how much longer do

lightning, prompting her to swiftly bounce up from Charles’ lap, as if she were avoiding the

for words. She didn’t have to react

to his legs, where Whitney’s warmth still seemed to

figure is

glass of juice and express

“Okay,” replied Charles casually.

fled,

the room fell

gazed at

out to pull Whitney into his arms

yet astonishingly soft to

and an unusual feeling of passion

many years, but ever since they bid goodbye to their youth, he had

that possibility was forever out of reach now that

been so

his thoughts, he fixed his

email notification on his computer finally

a job, Charles picked up his phone and sent a message to

at the Jenson residence the moment he woke

her eardrums were bursting,

putting on makeup. Do you really have to

shut his mouth, his handsome face

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

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