He Loves Me Right, Finally novel Chapter 192

Wynette slowly woke up the next morning under a burst of blinding sunlight.

The storm outside the window from last night had disappeared, and now the sun quietly peeked through the clouds.

Sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains and fell onto Wynette's body.

A large hand was wrapped around her waist.

The blanket loosely covered her chest.

The exposed skin above it was covered in marks of varying shades of red.

The intimate scenes from last night with Adriel suddenly replayed vividly in her mind.

Only now did Wynette finally feel like her waist felt sore enough to break.

Her cheeks flushed red as she turned her head and looked at Adriel, who still held onto her tightly beside her.

Adriel had his face buried against Wynette's shoulder.

One arm possessively wrapped around her.

Feeling their bare skin pressed together like this made the heated memories from last night flood Wynette's mind all over again.

Wynette blinked, and her face burned even hotter.

Last night, it seemed like she had been the one clinging to Adriel first.

Originally, she had only wanted to stay by his side, but somehow, she ended up completely swept into it herself.

Wynette fell silent.

There was no point regretting it now anyway.

Besides, she didn't dislike being intimate with Adriel.

"What time is it?" Adriel shifted slightly and tightened his hold around Wynette.

He buried his face deeper into her shoulder and asked in a muffled voice.

Neither Wynette nor Adriel had noticed when the electricity came back on last night.

The two of them had stayed tangled together on the bed for a very long time.

So long that Wynette completely forgot to check the time herself.

After everything, Wynette had been so exhausted that she hadn't even wanted to move a finger.

In the end, Adriel had carried her into the bathroom with one arm for a quick cleanup before carrying her back to bed.

The scenes from last night replayed frame by frame in Wynette's mind.

Adriel's sudden voice pulled her thoughts back.

She grabbed her phone and glanced at it. "Seven-thirty."

Hearing that, Adriel muttered softly, "Sleep a little longer."

Last night, he had kept fooling around with Wynette until after two in the morning before they finally rested.

With so little sleep, Wynette had to be exhausted.

Wynette pushed lightly at Adriel beside her. "No more sleeping. The weather cleared up, so I booked plane tickets. Let's head back."

Alice was still waiting for the materials to finish the final product.

After being nudged by Wynette, Adriel finally woke up properly.

The moment he opened his eyes and saw Wynette, he smiled gently at her. "Morning."

Looking at Adriel now, Wynette found it hard to connect this version of him with the one from last night.

Smiling, she leaned down and kissed the corner of his lips. "Morning. Time to get up."

As she spoke, Wynette pulled his hand off her waist, lifted the blanket, and climbed out of bed.

She casually picked up the clothes scattered on the floor and slipped them on.

Seeing Adriel still lying lazily on the bed instantly made Wynette laugh.

He looked completely unwilling to wake up as he rolled over onto his stomach.

He buried his face into the pillow Wynette had slept on.

Because Wynette had thrown off the blanket and Adriel had rolled over, the blanket barely covered his waist now.

The exposed skin on Adriel's neck and back was also covered in marks.

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