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.

of me?” he muttered, then retaliated by reaching

hard, but her skin was too soft and delicate that it felt bouncy at the slightest

found himself unable to carry on with his mischievous plan.

still deep in her slumber, frowned and unconsciously brushed his hand

around. I have

her murmured words clearly and instantly

a husband and must keep a distance from

felt so good to the touch that Charles couldn’t stop himself from

landed

looked soft

great kissing them. She’s my wife, after all. Stealing a kiss isn’t a crime,

a strange impulse, Charles

Thump, thump.

as if he

was about to touch her

his eyes. The desire in them dissipated and was replaced

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

of celibacy for Gwendolyn had made him indifferent to other women. For so many

he actually wanted to kiss

is poisonous. I have

he wrapped himself in a blanket and curled up on the

morning, Whitney woke

she had already brought breakfast from the kitchen and arranged

of fried eggs and toast wafted into

you’re awake. Did you

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

groggy. With his short, disheveled hair, he gave off a particularly

face

since he was used to sleeping on the wide

and numb. He did not sleep well at

when she noticed the look on his face, knowing

soft and spacious bed. It’s only normal that you find the couch too small and cramped. Let’s switch back tonight. It’s fine if I sleep on

of mistreating you if they find out you’ve been sleeping

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