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.

he muttered, then retaliated by reaching out and pinching her cheek to test if she

hard, but her skin was too soft and delicate that it felt bouncy at the slightest pressure. Her skin

on with his mischievous plan.

deep in her slumber, frowned and unconsciously brushed

I have

her murmured words clearly and instantly

a husband and must keep

felt so good to the touch that Charles couldn’t stop himself

his gaze landed on

looked soft

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

impulse,

Thump, thump.

heartbeat accelerated as if he was

was about to touch her lips, he

The desire in them dissipated and

recalling something, he abruptly stopped his advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced himself from Whitney, and

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

now, he actually wanted to

mad. This woman is poisonous. I have to stay

in a blanket and curled up on the couch to sleep

morning, Whitney woke

had already brought breakfast from the kitchen and arranged it neatly on the coffee

fried eggs and toast

awake. Did you

changed into office attire. She stood across from the coffee table and cocked her head sideways

hair, he

face

it difficult to turn his body on the small couch, especially since he was used to sleeping on the

felt sore and numb. He

look on his

It’s only normal that you find the couch too small and cramped. Let’s switch back

very pleasant when he said, “Lucas and Jasmine will accuse me of mistreating you if they find out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch

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