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

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

to carry on with his

in her slumber, frowned and

around. I have

murmured words clearly

husband and must keep a

to the touch that Charles couldn’t stop

landed on her

soft and

great kissing them. She’s my wife, after all. Stealing a

strange impulse, Charles leaned closer

Thump, thump.

if

as he was about to touch her lips, he

opened his eyes. The desire in them dissipated and was

advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced himself from Whitney,

other women. For so many years, he had felt nothing but disgust

yet now, he actually

is

frustrated, he wrapped himself in a blanket and curled

Whitney

up, she had already brought breakfast

eggs and toast wafted

you’re awake. Did you sleep

stood across from the coffee table and cocked her

appeared groggy. With his short, disheveled hair, he

face

couch, especially since he was used to sleeping on the

He did not sleep

to stifle a giggle when she noticed the look on

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

you if they find out you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch

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