Chapter 6 It looks like she brought a gigolo home.
The sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn before they both finally drifted off to sleep
Before sleeping, Berhad mentally prepared himself. Since things had gone this far, he would definitely take responsibility for her. He would live a good life with her, turning their contact marriage to a real one.
he camed her to the shower to clean her up, and afterward, he carried her back to the bed in the other room before finally falling asleep.
Then, he
The alarm rang promptly at x o’clock.
Laura grabbed her phone without en opening her eyes, but someone took it away and turned off the alarm.
The room fell silent again. The woman found a comfortable position and continued to sleep, but a few seconds later, she realized something was wrong!
She instantly opened her eyes.
She was in the guest bedroom! The room she had stumbled into last night.
She moved her body and felt soneness all over, as if she had been in a car accident and run over by a car,
What had she done yesterday.
Fragmented images pieced together a man’s arms around her waist and the small of her back, her back pressed against firm muscles.
Oh no, oh no…
She seemed to have brought a gigolo home!
Did Bent know? What would happen if he found out?
Forget it, they were getting divorced anyway, so why should she care what he thought? Right now, she needed to get rid of the gigolo first
Forcing herself to get up, Lauraw the sleeping man’s face through the gap in the curtains. Her expreskon turned horrified, and the hairs on her body stood on end.
The gigolo was Ber1????
the tiptoed out of bed and opened the clo
closet, wanting to quickly escape the cramped space. But before she could reach for any clothes, the light was switched on
Slender wat, long legs, smooth and fair skin
his light sleep, propped him up on one hand His partially exposed upper body revealeddin muscle blocks, and his icy gaze pierced the roman Like starp icicles, as if trying to bore through their
instinctively tried to cover herself, but there was nothing to cover with
lookalike she brought a gigole borde
Sewing that she couldn’t hide, Laur grabbed the dirvel and threw it over the man’s face. Then, she grabbed a random piece of clothing from the closet and ran out of the
bedroom.
As the door slammed shut, Bert, with his face covered in the duvet smelling of shower gel, emerged from under the covers, his brow twitching
Was this woman going to deny everything after sleeping with him?
Apparently, yea
Running into the master bedroom Laura’s breathing almost stopped.
Clothes were scattered all over the floor, a mix of men’s and women’s garments, and then there were those stains on the sheets… It was clear that the battle last night had
been inteni.
Had she slept with Bert before her divorce?
“Went to bed at four, and now you’re up early admiring the scene of last night action? Aren’t you tired? The man’s husky voice reached her ears, and Laurs jumped.
looked embarrassed, her voice hesitant, “Mr. Higgins, would you believe me if I said this was an accident?
“Accident? Like, clinging to me and trying to rip my clothes off Berked, already knowing that this woman had no intention of taking responsibility!
His eyes fell upon the few colorful stains on the bedsheets, which clearly showed her usual restraint.
The sight stung him bit, and he looked at Laura. He had been a bit rough last night, and since it was her first time, he wondered if it had been bad for her
But Laura quickly gave him the answer. “How I remember it, I was the one saying no, and you just kept going?”
Her memory was hary, but she wasn’t completely blank
Should I have someone pull up the security footage from the her, the hallway, and the elevator? So we can see how you were clinging to me and wouldn’t let go?” Bert raised an eyebrow, his voice si raspy
“No, no need,” Laura replied. Laura was a self–defense instructor, good at fighting but not so much at talking
“Sull want to distance yourself? Bet stared at the woman getting to the key question.
*Last night was indeed an accident. Mr. Higgins doesn’t need to dwell on it too much… Laurs sold through gritted teeth, then went into the room to tidy up, mainly because those stains on the sheets were a bit of an eyesore…
But as soon as she took a step, her legs went weak, and Bert scooped her
He was very meticulous, smiling faintly. “So, in this situation, you will want a divorce?
