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.

muttered, then retaliated by reaching out

soft and delicate that it felt bouncy at the slightest pressure. Her skin was so fair that it would go

carry on with his mischievous

slumber, frowned and unconsciously brushed his

around. I have

her murmured words clearly

a husband and must keep a distance

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

landed

soft and

them. She’s my wife,

strange impulse,

Thump, thump.

if he was doing something

about to touch her lips,

The desire in them dissipated and

advances. He rolled out of bed, distanced

him indifferent to other women. For so many years, he had felt nothing but

he actually wanted

is poisonous. I have to stay

a blanket and curled up on the couch to sleep for the

morning, Whitney woke up

breakfast from the kitchen and

scent of fried eggs and toast

you’re awake. Did you

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

disheveled hair, he gave off a

face indicated

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

felt sore and numb. He did

noticed the look on his

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

wasn’t very pleasant when he said, “Lucas and Jasmine will accuse me of mistreating you if they find out you’ve been sleeping on

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