Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 561 Me As A Gift

“Are you trying to emasculate your future husband ahead of time, Inez?”

Huddled under the covers, Kieran stared at Inez innocently.

Words cluded Inez.

She pulled the covers over her face in utter mortification, hoping against hope that the ground would open up and swallow her whole. “Would you believe me if I told you it was an accident?”

“Yeah.” Kieran nodded solemnly. “I believe everything you say. Besides, if you had truly wanted to render me incapable of fathering a child, you wouldn’t have kicked me so lightly just now.”

He was exceedingly frank, but Inez was so embarrassed that she might combust anytime.

“Sleep earlier, then. You’ve still got to go to work tomorrow morning.”

Turning over, she gave her back to him. She closed her eyes and feigned sleep, almost hugging the edge of the bed. Her entire body was stiff, and she still felt flustered.

Kieran bore his eyes into the back of her head. As he recalled Treyton’s advice, his heart started racing wildly.

He tentatively reached out toward her to touch her fair and smooth back, planning on letting nature take its course.

However, he withdrew his hand mid–way.

Verily, he could not bring himself to do such a thing while sober, for he was too shy.

Feeling dejected, he sat up, only to inadvertently glimpse the marble dining table opposite the bed. On the table were a bottle of unopened red wine and two glasses. On top of that, there were exquisite red candles that were unlit.

He got to his feet and went over, swiftly uncorking the bottle of red wine.

Upon hearing movements, Inez slowly sat up. “What are you doing, Mr. Kieran?”

When she asked that question, Kieran had already opened the bottle of red wine. Ignoring her, he poured himself a full glass and downed it resolutely.

Undeniably, the saying that alcohol emboldened a timid person was true to a certain extent.

He picked up the empty glass at the side and brandished it at Inez. “Can you sleep, Inez? Would you like to have a drink with me?”

go ahead, Mr.

five glasses successively.

low alcohol tolerance, he started growing dizzy, and his cheeks flushed bright

the towel wrapped around her. While it was uncomfortable, it gave her

towel knotted at her chest could neither conceal her delicate and

at her from afar. Under the influence of alcohol, his mouth became increasingly dry at the sight

the wine glass, he drank

corner of his mouth, running down his neck to stain the white bathrobe he wore. It added a sense

that you don’t drink too much since

it

entire bottle of red wine, he stumbled toward the bed with his mind all and promptly slipped under the

he inched close to Inez and carefully hugged her arm

for every birthday you celebrate henceforth,” he murmured in her

She clutched the top of the covers nervously

continued, “Tonight, I want to give you the greatest birthday

He even has a

over her shoulder. “What is

“It’s… me.”

kiss on her soft lips. Then,

a chord

she unknowingly lost herself

red candles on the table remained unlit, the scent of love and desire permeated

Salinsburgh, Cedrick did not sleep the entire night, secretly observing

had not had a manic episode in two days, making

her to the laboratory for an

to wait until she was sound

her to suffer from insomnia that

she stepped into the basement until she closed her eyes to sleep. She kept thinking about everything that happened with Annie in

that had transpired when she personally drove the latter to the Harris residence on Mount Tranquil played in

pondered upon it, the more she found Annie suspicious, especially because

in him losing his voice and contracting rheumatism, her expression showed obvious distress and indignance on his behalf. It was the first time I’d ever seen a stranger being emphatic to such an extent. Is she overly kind, or does she harbor a different degree of affection toward him at the end of the day?

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