Finding Love in the Boss’s Embrace After Divorce novel Chapter 1245

Huston stood up and grabbed her slender arm. "There's no cold water there. Come with me."

"Where are we going?" She was so drunk that she had no idea where to go.

After her scheme had succeeded, Huston looked at her innocent eyes and patiently guided her. "Let's go to a place where we can drink cold water."

"Really?!" Evelyn was skeptical. She blushed and looked at him, trying her best to distinguish something from his face.

Unfortunately, the man in front of her was not a fair-skinned young man but an old fox.

Seeing that her body was swaying left and right, Huston simply reached out and pulled her into his arms. "Really."

As soon as he finished speaking, with just a little effort, he brought her into the room. As night fell and the streetlights were turned on, the scenery under the French window could be seen clearly. Before Evelyn could react, she was already pressed down on the bed.

"Oh, you're so heavy." She pushed the man's chest away with dissatisfaction. "Get up quickly."

When Huston smelled the scent of alcohol on her body and heard her soft voice, he probably couldn't even look away, let alone get up.

"Honey, it won't be heavy in a while." He comforted her in a low voice while hurriedly taking off her clothes. "I will be gentle."

Evelyn was in a daze. She was annoyed by his big hands moving back and forth. She wanted to push him away but couldn't exert any strength and only let him do whatever he wanted.

Huston carefully and considerately took off her clothes bit by bit. He did not deal with it as violently as usual. He wanted to make a deeper impression on the situation tonight, so he could not bear to destroy it.

Looking at the little woman who revealed all her body parts bit by bit, his blood kept running and rushing in one direction. Even though they had been together for so long, every time he did such a thing, he was still as unsettled as when we first met, without any hint of composure.

It wasn't that his self-control was lacking but that she was simply too charming. To begin with, Huston was fond of people with good skin, and there were no flaws in Evelyn's skin. Just this point alone was enough to make him love her so much that he couldn't bear to let go.

It took him a lot of effort to take off her clothes. He gently melted her for fear that she would feel a little uncomfortable.

Even when Evelyn was drunk, she could feel she did not reject his intimacy. For her, everything about this man had long been bone-deep.

The two of them didn't stop until the middle of the night. Evelyn begged for mercy at the last moment, and most of her drunkenness was gone.

They calmed down and hugged each other. They looked at each other's faces. There was neither emptiness nor depression but more heart-to-heart love.

Evelyn suddenly felt that it was a little unreal. She hid half of her face in the quilt and smiled. "You're really my husband."

Knowing why she said that Huston hugged her even tighter. "Silly girl, I'll be like that for the rest of my life."