Chapter Seven
Especially, when he was applying medicine to her just now…
That delicate feeling was exactly the same as he remembered.
The longing he had suppressed for five years, like a caged beast set free, was beyond his control…
For a normal man like him, five years was an ordeal.
He hadn't expected that he would make it.
But being a man who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, and feeling that something was not right, he lacked the patience to seek fulfillment from anyone else, even if he had such needs. It was like being poisoned, and she was his only antidote.
Ryan Gregory smoked to stay alert for work.
He feared that once he lay down next to her, he wouldn't be able to control himself…
He didn't go in all night, and she didn't fall asleep either.
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The next day.
Both of them sat by the dining table, listless. Lena and Wilson curiously looked at them, "Mommy, what did you and Uncle Ryan do last night? Why are there dark circles under your eyes?"
