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.

take advantage of me?” he muttered,

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

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

in her slumber, frowned and unconsciously

around. I have a

clearly and instantly

she has a husband and must keep a distance from

touch that Charles couldn’t stop

his gaze landed on her rosy

looked soft

wife, after all. Stealing a kiss isn’t a

impulse,

Thump, thump.

as if he was

he was about to touch her lips, he

The desire in them dissipated and was replaced

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

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

yet now, he actually wanted to kiss

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

himself in a blanket and curled

morning, Whitney woke up

had already brought breakfast from the kitchen and arranged

marvelous scent of fried eggs and toast wafted

awake. Did you sleep

from the coffee table and cocked her head

his short, disheveled hair, he

face indicated

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

He

look on

couch too small and cramped. Let’s switch

you’ve been sleeping on the couch. There’s no need to switch back. I’m not some

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