Wooing My Ex-Wife

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 cheek to test if she was truly

to pinch her hard, but her skin was too soft and delicate that it felt bouncy at the slightest pressure. Her skin was so fair that it would go red

carry on with his mischievous plan. Instead, he

slumber, frowned

messing around. I have a

clearly and instantly

she has a husband and must keep a distance from

good to the touch that

gaze landed on her rosy

looked soft

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

impulse, Charles

Thump, thump.

accelerated as if he was doing

to

The desire in them dissipated and

stopped his advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced himself

of celibacy for Gwendolyn had made him indifferent to other women. For so many years, he had felt nothing but disgust

he actually wanted to kiss

is poisonous. I have to stay away from

curled

next morning, Whitney woke up

time Charles woke up, she had already brought breakfast from the kitchen and arranged it

scent of fried eggs and toast wafted into his

Did you sleep well

stood across from the coffee

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

face

turn his body on the small couch, especially since he was used to sleeping on the wide and spacious

felt sore and numb. He did

she noticed the look on his face, knowing that he was suppressing

you find the couch too small and cramped. Let’s switch back tonight. It’s fine if I sleep on the

mistreating you if they find out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch back. I’m not some distinguished man. I’ll get used to sleeping on the couch in

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