The Wife He Forgot to Marry novel Chapter 211

Winona instinctively tugged at her wrist, but Stefan's grip only tightened.

She looked up, meeting his dark, intense gaze.

"Mr. Goddard..."

Ophelia's voice abruptly vanished from the phone.

Winona's eyelashes fluttered. Afraid that Ophelia might overhear and misunderstand, she kept her mouth shut.

Stefan eased his hold on her wrist slightly, but his calloused thumb gently traced the soft skin of her inner arm.

A tremor rushed through her body, and a faint flush crept up her cheeks.

"Winona," he murmured, his voice impossibly husky.

Her porcelain skin and the misty sheen in her eyes gave her a haunting, fragile beauty.

His deep gaze locked onto her face, unwavering.

As if scorched by the heat of his stare, she quickly averted her eyes.

Her heart was hammering against her ribs.

He ended the call but didn't let her go.

Winona struggled briefly, unable to free her hand.

Stefan's palm felt like burning iron, his grip strong enough to leave a lingering mark on her skin.

Suddenly, he released her and leaned in close.

She caught the crisp, clean scent of his cologne, and her heart leaped into her throat.

The memory of Ophelia's phone call gave Winona a sudden surge of strength, and she pushed him away.

"You can't kiss me."

They both froze.

Winona's mind went completely blank. She couldn't form a single word.

Stefan frowned, clearly caught off guard by his own momentary lapse in control.

His expression smoothly shifted back to its usual cool indifference. With long, elegant fingers, he gently scratched Biscuit's head. "I just wanted to hold Biscuit."

Even though he had, in fact, been overwhelmed by the urge to kiss her.

He played it off perfectly, looking entirely unfazed, making it seem like it was all in her head.

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