His Belated Love for the Abandoned Ex Wife novel Chapter 449

Chapter 449 Intimate Night

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Heat crept up Yvette’s ears and spread straight to her neck. She mumbled softly, blushing hard, “Okay.”

The sound of running water streamed from the bathroom.

Yvette’s heart raced like crazy, pounding nonstop. She had no idea what to do with her nerves.

She lay on the bed and picked up her phone, trying to distract herself, but nothing calmed her down.

She adjusted the air conditioner temperature, then randomly searched things online about what to expect for the first time. She even looked up ways to please her husband in bed.

Around ten minutes later, she heard the bathroom door click open.

Yvette quickly tossed her phone beside the pillow, rolled onto her back facing away from the bathroom, held her breath, and took slow, deep breaths.

The mattress sank slightly beside her, and the thin blanket shifted. A clean, fresh shower scent lingered in the air, mixed with the faint warm body heat of the man behind her. Nervous, she tightly gripped the sheets.

All the tips she’d just looked up vanished from her mind. She was way too shy to try any of them.

Brandon lay on his side behind her. He gently stroked her hair, his voice deep and quiet. “Are you asleep?”

Yvette quickly shook her head.

Brandon dimmed the bedroom lights all the way down. The warm orange glow made the room feel soft and cozy, thickening the sensual tension in the air.

He lay back down, pressing his body against her back. One arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her gently into his chest.

Yvette was fully pressed against his firm torso.

“Yvette… if you don’t want this, just say so. I’ll respect every choice you make. Don’t do this just to please me.”

She lightly placed her hand over his arm around her waist. “I do want this.”

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“Then why…” Brandon sounded faintly helpless. “Why are you facing away from me?”

Yvette froze.

Is he really asking that?

I’m just shy and embarrassed!

After a short hesitation, Yvette slowly rolled over to face him.

They lay extremely close, staring into each other’s eyes, their breaths mixing together.

Under the dim warm lighting, Yvette saw the burning, affectionate glint deep in his eyes.

She shyly pressed her lips together and swallowed nervously.

Brandon brushed his fingers tenderly across her soft cheek, gazing at her like she was precious treasure. His Adam’s apple bobbed slowly. “It’s been over two months. Did you miss me?”

“I did… so much.” She was utterly bashful.

That night, he showed her exactly how badly he’d missed her too.

The night stretched long. The moon hung hazy outside the window, and nothing stayed calm between them.

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The next day, noon rolled around.

Bright sunlight streamed outside, and the bedroom stayed warm and comfortable.

Yvette woke up slowly. Brandon was no longer beside her. Her legs felt sore and weak, and she pulled the blanket over herself as she sat up gently.

She searched for her clothes.

Her pajamas lay at the foot of the bed. She slipped them on, put on her slippers, and walked into the bathroom.

She ran her fingers through her messy, loose hair, assuming Brandon had already left for work.

It was probably for the best. She felt way too flustered thinking about last night.

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After finishing her morning routine, she walked out of the room and headed downstairs.

Down in the living room, Brandon sat quietly on the sofa, staring at his tablet, clearly buried in work.

Yvette swallowed nervously, took a deep breath, and continued down the stairs.

Brandon lifted his head the second he heard her footsteps.

“You’re awake, Yvette.” His tone was soft and gentle. “Did you sleep well?”

Yvette stared at his neat, polished appearance. He looked refined, elegant, and perfectly gentlemanly. It was hard to imagine how different and irresistible he’d been the night before.

The contrast made her feel flustered. “Yeah, I slept fine.”

“Breakfast is long over. It’s time for lunch.” Brandon set his tablet aside, walked over to her, and took her hand.

Yvette glanced up at him, searching for even a hint of shyness or awkwardness on his face- but there was none.

He looked calm and relaxed.

It was as if their intimate night together had been nothing more than a simple late–night snack.

Meanwhile, she was still stuck in that moment, shy and flustered, unable to brush it off easily.

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