Chapter 485

Perhaps Erin was really drunk—or just trying to vent the grief from learning of her true roots—but she was not backing down at all.

James was panting as she clung on to him, but he was still rational, and thus hesitant to take things to the next level.

His eyes a little red, he growled, "Do you consent?"

He had already torn open her blouse.

Even so, Erin was still latched to him.

There was no telling if she heard him or if she was just sick from all the alcohol, but she pressed her face against his chest and moaned, "Uh-hmm..."

Her response was no different from throwing oil to fire.

Unable to stop himself, James pinned her beneath himself...

An hour later, James got dressed and strode outside—there was just ten minutes until his flight, and he was late although he drove at top speed to the airport.

Isaac was already waiting when he hurried into the plane and almost lost his patience.

"I was held up..."

James tried to explain.

Still, as Isaac looked up, he saw that James's collar was wrinkled and wide open, and the hickey on his neck was as clear as it was fresh.

experienced enough would know how that happened, and Isaac calmly turned

"When did it start?"

"Eh?"

James blinked.

what start? He then seemed to understand and

"...It's not like that."

be messing

that it

anything, it just amounted to

who could understand, Isaac said nothing in response and directed the pilots to

reached home, he found Tommy playing in the living

been covered in soft latex so that the baby would

barefooted on the carpet, playing with a toy dog

at the doorway when he heard his

toward

the toy still in his hand, but quickly threw it away when he saw that

"Pah- pah..."

assistance, and his vocabulary had increased as well, to include words like eat, sleep, and

baring a row of little white teeth before rubbing his head

"welcome home,"

living room, having heard

ready

"Okay," Isaac said.

"Has Tommy been good?"

Sheryl lowered her gaze.

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