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.

asleep to take advantage of me?” he muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and pinching her cheek to test if she

bouncy at the slightest pressure. Her skin was so fair that it would go red at his

on with his mischievous plan. Instead, he lightly pinched her

in her slumber, frowned and unconsciously

around. I

clearly

a husband and

the touch

his gaze landed on

soft and

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

a strange impulse, Charles

Thump, thump.

if he was doing something

to touch her lips, he

eyes. The desire in them dissipated and was replaced

abruptly stopped his advances. He rolled out of

Gwendolyn had made him indifferent to other women. For so many years,

yet now, he actually wanted to kiss

be going mad. This woman is poisonous. I have to

wrapped himself in a blanket and curled up on the couch

Whitney woke up

already brought breakfast from the

scent of fried eggs and toast wafted into

awake. Did you sleep well last

from the

disheveled hair, he

his face indicated

body on the small couch, especially since he was used

and numb. He

to stifle a giggle when she noticed the look on his face, knowing that

couch too small and cramped. Let’s

will accuse me of 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

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