Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 1159

Evelyn met the gaze of those eyes that turned as dark as ink in an instant. Her heart pounded like thunder, and her small hands anxiously clutched the towel at her side. She didn't know what to say.

As he looked at her shy appearance, Huston forced himself to avert his gaze, not wanting to frighten her. He quickly walked over to her side, his breath becoming slightly hurried, and said, "Why didn't you put on proper clothes? You might catch a cold like this."

At first, Evelyn was still hesitating, but when she heard his first words expressing concern for her, she forgot about everything else. She looked up at the man's tense jawline, summoned up all her courage, tiptoed, and reached up with her slender arms, encircling his neck. "Like this, I won't catch a cold," she said.

The tall body under her arms suddenly stiffened, and even Evelyn could feel the intense change, as if it had transformed from flesh into stone, becoming incredibly rigid.

Her fair and tender little face was just within reach, with her hair scattered behind, revealing only a hint of a beauty spot on her forehead. The scent of lavender shower gel wafted into his nostrils, carrying a sweet and feminine aroma.

He felt like a lion starving in the Afcia savannah for half a month, and suddenly, a tender and delicate little deer appeared before his eyes. The first thought that crossed his mind was to devour her completely.

But that wouldn't do.

She was still suffering from amnesia and injuries.

He closed his eyes heavily. The level of self-restraint and endurance he displayed was equivalent to making a nearly dehydrated person give up their last bottle of water in the desert.

But he still forced himself to do it.

His strong arms hung at his sides; fingers clenched tightly together with such force that even the joints turned pale. He tilted his head slightly upward, his Adam's apple bobbing, and uttered two hoarse words, "Don't do this."

Evelyn blinked. Instead of leaving, she wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned closer to him. "No."

The soft curve of her chest pressed against Huston's firm chest, the contrast of softness and hardness driving him crazy. It felt as if his body was about to explode, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Evelyn, are you doing this on purpose?"

Evelyn was speechless.

Upon hearing his words, Evelyn's face, already flushed, seemed like it could drip blood. Angrily, she whispered in his ear, "Can't you see?"