My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 743

Chapter 743

The only light that was on was the feeble glow of the wall lamp. Since Nathalia hadn't had any clothes that she could change into, she had fallen asleep with just a towel around her. After tossing and turning around in her sleep, the towel had unwrapped itself and was barely hanging on her torso and hips.

She was curled up in a deep sleep. Her pitch black hair and pale skin were unknowingly seducing Armand.

Armand could feel his Adam's apple bob lightly in his throat at the sight. Then, once he remembered that she was sleeping naked in someone else's house without even locking the door, a sudden onset of rage fired up in him.

She had never slept naked anywhere else apart from when she was with him.

He took a deep breath and repressed his anger. Then, he walked out of the room and dug through his bag to find a shirt to put over her.

She was sound asleep and Armand could effortlessly slip her arms into the shirt's sleeves.

She had showered, so the strong perfume scent that had been radiating off of her at first had been exchanged with the delectable scent of cocoa butter and hazelnuts. She smelled like a delicious dessert and her skin was both fragrant and smooth to the touch.

Armand's glance swept onto her pale neck and he couldn't help but plant a quick kiss on the snowy flesh.

He hadn't touched her in a long time.

After realizing that, the desire that Armand had been suppressing began growing uncontrollably from a young sapling to a robust tree. He was no longer satisfied with just a couple of pecks here and there. Instead, he leaned closer and kissed her on the lips.

She frowned in her slumber and opened her mouth subconsciously, allowing him to savor her lips.

Right before his last strand of logic snapped, he forced himself to pull away and leaned his head against her shoulder as he panted.

If she had woken up halfway, he would've been scarred for life.

Armand caressed her face gently as he murmured, “Darling?”

She remained silent.

Armand thought about that casual movement that Nathalia had made just now in the living room and couldn't stop his thoughts from running wild.

Could it be?

After a long time, he pecked her lightly on the lips and whispered, “I hope you'll be back tomorrow. I miss you so much.”

Nathalia saw two sets of clothes laid out neatly on the chair for her when she woke up.