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?”

You go ahead, Mr.

four or five glasses successively. Soon, he had consumed half the bottle

low alcohol tolerance, he started growing dizzy, and his

to bed with the towel wrapped around her. While it was uncomfortable, it gave her a

at her chest could neither conceal her delicate and sexy collarbones nor her ivory

the influence of alcohol, his mouth became increasingly dry at the sight of her slender

wine glass, he drank

his neck to stain the white bathrobe he wore. It added a sense of asceticism

intoxicating. It’s best that you don’t drink too much since your alcohol tolerance isn’t that high,

I’ll get it

red wine, he stumbled toward the bed with his mind all and promptly

he inched close to Inez and carefully hugged her arm from

for every birthday you celebrate henceforth,” he murmured in her ear, his voice cool

Inez. She clutched the

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

even has a gift for

back over her shoulder. “What

“It’s… me.”

Kieran leaned down and planted a kiss on her soft lips. Then, he added, “I want to be your fiancé in

a chord

unknowingly lost herself

on the table remained unlit, the scent of love and

not sleep the entire night,

had a manic episode in two days, making it evident that Joshua’s medicine was

her to the laboratory for

to wait until she was sound asleep before furtively

had he expected her to suffer

basement until she closed her eyes to sleep. She kept thinking about everything

to the Harris residence on Mount Tranquil played in

the more she found Annie suspicious, especially because her attitude toward Asher

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? But then, all this is just my conjecture. Without solid evidence or

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