The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 736

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.

you pretending to be asleep to take advantage of me?” he muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and pinching her

that it felt bouncy at the slightest pressure. Her skin was so fair that it

carry on with his

in her slumber, frowned

I

her murmured words clearly and instantly felt much

she has a husband and must keep a distance from other

to the touch

gaze landed

soft

She’s my wife, after all. Stealing

impulse, Charles

Thump, thump.

accelerated as if

as he was about to touch her lips, he

in them dissipated

advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced himself from Whitney,

him indifferent to other women. For

actually

woman is poisonous. I have to stay

blanket and curled up on the couch to sleep for the

morning, Whitney woke

had already brought breakfast from the kitchen

fried eggs and toast wafted

Did

already changed into office attire. She stood across from the coffee table

his short, disheveled hair, he gave off a particularly

his face indicated

he was used to

back felt sore and numb. He did

look on his face, knowing that he

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

out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch back. I’m

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