While she was lost in her thought, she saw him enter the walk-in closet.

Charles never undressed in front of her.

The bed was too soft, and the silk bedding felt smooth and comfortable against her skin.

Whitney fell asleep in no time.

After Charles dried his hair and emerged from the walk-in closet, he was greeted by the sight of Whitney sleeping in an unsightly manner. Half her body was outside the blanket, exposing her slender legs.

He walked over and helped Whitney with the blanket.

As her fair legs were wrapped around the blanket, he inadvertently touched her soft skin.

As if he had been electrocuted, he froze in place.

Whitney was a beauty to behold despite the way she slept.

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, and he felt his throat going dry.

D*mn it. I actually have feelings for this woman.

Charles furrowed his brows.

His unbidden feeling overwhelmed him with guilt. This is a mistake. How could I tarnish my love for Gwendolyn over the past ten years?

“Have you forgotten that there’s another man in this room? How can you sleep so carelessly? If you were to encounter a man with ill intentions, he would have taken advantage of you tonight.”

Despite feeling displeased, Charles tucked her in tightly.

However, as soon as he turned around, the restless Whitney extended her arm outside the blanket again, looking nothing like a lady.

Charles went over and stuffed her arm back under the covers silently.

Suddenly, Whitney turned over and wrapped her arm around Charles’ neck.

A hint of guilt fleeted across his eyes. She had pushed him down onto the bed, and he found himself gazing at her sleeping face that was magnified before him.

me?” he muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and pinching her

that it felt bouncy at the

on with his mischievous plan.

still deep in her slumber, frowned and unconsciously brushed his

around. I have

heard her murmured words clearly and instantly felt much

a husband and must keep

cheeks felt so good to the touch that

landed on her rosy

looked soft and

should feel great kissing them. She’s my wife,

by a strange impulse, Charles

Thump, thump.

if he was doing something

he was about to touch

desire in them dissipated and was replaced

he abruptly stopped his advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced himself from Whitney, and

him indifferent to other women. For so

he actually

woman is

wrapped himself in a blanket and curled up on

Whitney

Charles woke up, she had already brought breakfast from the kitchen

of fried eggs and toast wafted into his

awake. Did you sleep well last

attire. She stood across from the coffee table and cocked her head sideways to glance

disheveled hair, he gave off a particularly lazy and amiable

face indicated

body on the small couch, especially since he was used to

He did not sleep well

when she noticed the look on his face, knowing that he was suppressing his

to sleeping on a soft and spacious bed. It’s only normal that you find the couch too small and cramped. Let’s

mistreating you if they find out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch back. I’m not some distinguished man. I’ll get used to sleeping on the couch in a

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