Tangled Temptations novel Chapter 169

Back at Eloise's tiny apartment, Milo scampered over, tail wagging in delight...

Eloise took off her coat and petted his head, "Good boy!"

Milo wagged his tail vigorously as if wanting to go out and play.

"Why don't you take him for a walk? I'll make some food for you." Eloise handed the leash to Harvey.

Harvey cast her a longing look, his desire evident in his gaze.

He then crouched down to leash the dog and headed out for a stroll.

From the small kitchen of the apartment, Eloise could see Harvey outside as she chopped up the vegetables.

He was tall, well-dressed, and incredibly attractive.

Eloise watched him for a while...

When he came back, the heating in the room was cranked up a notch. It was warm in the room.

Harvey took off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and sat at the small dining table eating the pasta.

Despite the simplicity of the scene, he still emanated an extraordinary aura.

Eloise picked up a newspaper and sat next to him, reading.

But she didn't really focus on the news, instead, her eyes were drawn to the multiple needle marks on his arm.

His skin was a little bruised from the frequent pricking.

Eloise felt a lump formed in her throat.

She touched his skin, then looked at him and asked, "How many times have you had your blood drawn?"

Harvey followed her gaze and nodded.

The mess Joan had created had caused quite a stir recently. The Lynch and the Horigan families were both worn out, but the one who had it the hardest was Harvey. As Max predicted, the hospital was running low on blood supply, and every time Joan made a move, Harvey had to go and donate blood.

Eloise didn't say anything. She just gently stroked him.

She felt a pang of sympathy.

She thought that Joan didn't truly love Harvey. Even if there had been love at one point, it was twisted and selfish!

But she couldn't voice these thoughts.

Nor could she gauge how deeply Harvey felt for Joan.

After finishing his food, Harvey reached for a cigarette, but Eloise snatched it away.

"Cut down a bit, will ya?"

He looked up at her.

Eloise lowered her head to clear his dishes, but he stopped her.

"Leave it for tomorrow."

Harvey scooped her up and headed straight for the bedroom, seemingly with something in mind.

"No!" Eloise clung to his neck tightly.

Harvey halted, looking down at her and asked in a husky voice, "What's wrong?"

Eloise reached out a hand, caressing the collar of his shirt, whispering, "You've just had your blood drawn multiple times, so you should rest."

Harvey was staring at her.

Eloise was also looking at him, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

After a moment, Harvey softly said, "I'm okay."

He was always assertive, and Eloise couldn't resist, she was pinned down on the bed...

Maybe due to his physical condition, he wasn't as vigorous as before.

Harvey only managed to do it once.

He was panting lightly into her ear, their clothes scattered on the floor beneath the bed.

He held her down, "Don't move. Stay with me."

Eloise stopped moving, her face buried in his neck, feeling his warmth.

Half an hour later, Harvey had recovered, he carried Eloise to the bathroom for a shower.

Eloise fell asleep, exhausted.

When she woke up at night, she found Harvey was not in bed.

She got up, throwing on a coat, and went to the living room. She found the window slightly ajar, Harvey was standing by it, smoking, seven or eight cigarette butts in the ashtray beside him.

Seeing Eloise, he immediately put out his cigarette.

"Did I wake you?"

Eloise went over, wrapping her arms around him, asking, "Why aren't you sleeping? Anything bothering you?"

Women are easily moved, so she was more lenient with him.

She thought, if he told her about Joan now, she'd be willing to discuss it with him. After all, Joan was like a chasm between them that they couldn't avoid.

Harvey stroked her head, saying, "It's work-related."

He held her as they went back to the room. As they lay in bed together, he kissed her behind her ear for a long time.

Later on, Eloise and Harvey got along pretty well.

Even though Harvey was busy, they would still see each other two or three times a week.

Sometimes he would spend the night at her place, and if he came back early, he would specially pick her up to his apartment.

And there were always needle marks on his arm.

Eloise didn't ask him where he went when they weren't together, she didn't ask whether Joan had been discharged from the hospital, whether she was still causing trouble, whether she was still thinking about him...

She just prepared some tonics for him when he came.

Harvey always wanted to get intimate with her, but Eloise always kept him in check, rarely giving in.

His health was always rather poor.

Of course, there were occasional nights when he would get a call from Griffin, and then he would get dressed in the middle of the night to go to the hospital.

On such nights, Eloise would often stay up, sitting in the living room waiting for him...

But she never saw him come back.

Days went by, and the Lynch and Horigan families, being social elites, were always the talk of the town, especially with Joan's antics.

Eloise's father, Angus, was very protective of her and didn't approve of her being with Harvey. He believed that while the wealthy had money, it was pointless to be in a marriage where the husband wasn't entirely hers, they would always accompanying someone else.

Michelle, being a woman, knew how hard Eloise had it so she didn't say much.

Eloise's life was riddled with difficulties.