His Precious Love novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320

Jessica pursed her lips, struggling to find the words in the face of his concern for her. “I’m fine. Wyatt, I think…”

She was tired and did not wish to explain herself to him, nor did she want to exact vengeance anymore.

The sun had risen, but the air was still damp and cold. Wyatt wrapped Jessica in his coat and led her out. “We can talk about it another time. Let’s go home.”

Jessica sniffed at the musk on his coat. Her heart skipped a beat, but she said nothing.

The car sped all the way until it arrived at Wyatt’s residence.

He hung his coat on the rack when they crossed the threshold. “Go take a hot shower,” he said as he rolled up his sleeves. “I’ll see if I can make you some risotto.”

He then scratched his head and muttered to himself, “I’ve never made risotto before. It can’t be that hard…”

He had never cooked for anyone before.

Jessica wanted to laugh but felt awful from the anxiety wreaking havoc within her.

“Wyatt,” she called out.

He turned around and was about to answer her when she leaped over, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him.

Her soft lips felt moist and warm, with a hint of sweetness.

Unable to restrain himself, Wyatt grabbed her slim waist and pressed her against him, robbing her of her breath.

The pair broke apart after a long while.

Jessica was panting slightly. Their foreheads were pressed together as they gasped for air. She kissed him again on the lips and whispered, “Let’s do it.”

Wyatt was taken aback. “Now? You haven’t rested for two days. Aren’t you tired?”

Jessica shook her head and smiled salaciously. “I’m not the one who’ll be drained. Do you want to or not? Forget that I mentioned it if you don’t want to.”

“Let’s do it.”

The house only regained its serenity over an hour later.

Because of Wyatt’s exhaustion over the past two days, he fell asleep with Jessica in his arms.

She gazed at the man in her arms and traced the cold, hard edges of his chiseled features downward with her finger. The stubble on his chin tickled her.

He lay defenseless in her embrace.

Jessica’s finger stopped at his neck. Her mind wandered to the knife in the bedside cabinet on the right. All I have to do is take it out and stab Wyatt in the neck. Without even a struggle, he would cease to breathe within three seconds.

However, she could not bring herself to.

“Why do you fall in love so easily?” Jessica murmured, her fingers caressing his lips again, and recalled the

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passionate, white–hot kisses.

She hated herself for being soft and the guilt that had suddenly descended upon her and him.

Jessica leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. “Has nobody ever told you that beautiful women who approach you often have no pure motives?”

How easy it was to con him.

Her phone lit up at the bedside cabinet. She unlocked it and saw a text message from a stranger.

It read: This is Gianna. Same place at five?

Jessica typed a reply, about to tell her that she did not wish to do business any longer and that the sum would be deposited into her bank account as per usual, but hesitated when she was about to hit send.

She glanced at the soundly sleeping man beside her, and her gaze grew grim. She deleted everything before replying: All right.

I don’t know many people in Norham. They’ll bully me there!

No discussions with my colleagues and no laptops. It’s not the same to be merely reading the documents.

I see it now. What a jerk Curtis is! Despite being on his trip, he’s preventing me from spreading my illness all over