The Transactional Marriage That Imploded novel Chapter 375

Mathis called Annelise. "Milo is already in Kingsbridge City. Find an opportunity to set a trap for him. Make sure it's foolproof."

Annelise confirmed the order and immediately set the plan into motion.

Still feeling uneasy, Mathis sent Bianca a text: [Don't sleep with Milo, or else...]

He attached a bright red warning emoji.

Bianca stared at the message for a good while. His need for control was as suffocating as ever. They were about to get a divorce, yet he still felt entitled to dictate who she spent her time with.

However, due to her severe depression, her libido was practically non-existent anyway.

Even if Milo hadn't brought it up, she wouldn't have had the slightest interest even if he did.

With the server crisis averted, Milo was in excellent spirits.

Between his hangover from the night before and the frantic rushing around today, exhaustion was finally catching up to him. Bianca urged him to go home and get some rest.

Though the VIP suite's companion bed wasn't small, she was worried the young heir wouldn't be comfortable.

Milo indeed wasn't used to sleeping in places like this; he had incredibly high standards for his living conditions.

But none of that mattered as long as he could stay by her side.

"I'm not leaving. I'm sleeping right here," Milo declared. "I'm having dinner with you, and I'm staying the night."

Bianca gently rubbed his hand. "Alright, if you're willing to rough it."

He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips, a fond, teasing smile on his face. "If you keep acting so polite with me, I'm going to take you home tonight, pin you to the bed, and kiss you senseless. I'm a normal guy, Bianca.

And you're a woman among women. The fact that I can be alone in a room with you and keep my hands to myself means I deserve a 'Good Man' award."

Bianca gently pushed him away. "Alright, your dark circles are starting to rival a panda's. Go get some sleep."

She was genuinely worried he might lose control.

"Okay!"

The estate staff in Kingsbridge had already dropped off his clothes, and he changed into his pajamas right in front of her without an ounce of shame.

Bianca, however, flushed crimson at the sight of his well-defined muscles.

"Do you have absolutely no shame?"

Milo looked completely unbothered. "What's there to be ashamed of? I'm yours, so my body is yours to look at. It's not like I'm not wearing underwear.

If I could, I'd marry you right now and sleep naked every night."

Her face burned even hotter, though she had to admit it was quite refreshing being with someone so incredibly straightforward.

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