The mattress behind them sank, <b>with </b>two bodies intimately pressed together.
Charlotte instinctively felt his change, her body as stiff as the zombie that had been dead for thousands of years “Jaxson, you?”
wasn’t </b>Caroline enough for
She knew he always refused to force himself in such matters.
But now, she dared not be sure
The past longing for intimacy is now resistance, she resists the <b>idea </b>that he cane to her as if nothing happened between him and Caroline.
She felt disgusted,
Did Jason ever fail to notice her resistance?
her eyes, deepened a bit
<b>Gaze </b>into her
He had long noticed that her face was too bright, especially the dark brown mole at the corner of her eye, which made her beauty charming and not vulgar.
But this teardrop mole…
He felt strangely familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere a long time ago.
Because of this, he felt inexplicably annoyed <b>as </b>soon as he saw Charlotte.
He loosened his tie We are husband and wife, even if I do something <b>to </b>you, it is my duty.”
Charlotte’s pupils slightly contracted, pushing him away, I don’t
The man sped her wrist, his lipsnding on the side of her neck, burying deep, the wild breath covering her. She was almost out of breath, feeling wronged in her heart, tears blurred as she turned her face away.
Jaxson’s palm sped her five fingers, suddenly, he stopped.
His <b>gaze </b>fixed on her bare <b>ring </b>finger.
wore her wedding <b>ring </b><b>for </b>six years, and then it was <b>gon </b>
Only a shallow trace remaini,
<b>gone</b>.
“When did you take it off? His scorching fingertips brushed over her ring finger, his <b>voice </b>husky.
As if asking casually.
Charlotte hotated for moment and did not answer.
The wedding ring, she hasn’t worn in sice the night of the divorce
Just then, jaxson’s phone rang
He straightened his shirt, sat up, took his phone, and left.
Charlotte watched him <b>walk </b><b>away </b>expressionless, his touch still <b>lingering </b>on her body. Was he the same with Caroline in bed? That’s disgusting
After hanging up the phone. Jasson returned to the bedroom <b>to </b>find Charlotte not in bed, with the sound of r
He walked towards the bathroom door, about to knock, but his hand hesitated in midair for a moment before retracting.
running watering from the bathroom.
He picked up his coat and left the room immediately
In the <b>bathroom </b>
Charlotte waspletely immersed in the bathtubs, with the water covering her <b>silhouette</b>, as it soaking in the water could wash away the lingering warmth of him