Flirting With My Ex-husband novel Chapter 362

Her head was pressed on his firm shoulder. Scarlett felt her neck was relaxed.

She thought that she should wake up and scold Raymond, but she was too sleepy to open her eyes. Scarlett quickly sank into a deep sleep.

The person beside him finally quieted down and stopped resisting.

Raymond then put his hand down, looking at Scarlett who was leaning on his shoulder.

She had a pretty face.

Her eyes were shining when she was awake, and her thin rosy lips were seductive when she was asleep.

Even though so many days passed, Raymond was haunted by Henry's demonstration and provocation o n the plane that day.

He remembered the scene of Henry touching Scarlett's cheek. Raymond's eyes turned gloomy.

He gazed fixedly at Scarlett's lips, feeling a surge of desire for her.

The plane bumped. Scarlett's head was tilted a bit.

She probably felt uncomfortable and re-pillowed her head on his shoulder. She pursed her red lips for a

moment. After that, Raymond couldn't resist gently cupping her face and lowering his head to kiss her.

He kissed softly, instantly removing his lips as if scared of being caught.

Perhaps Scarlett felt strange. She pursed her lips again.

Raymond stared at her, burning with longing.

He was afraid that he had woken up Scarlett, so he hurriedly looked away and gestured for the flight attendant to give him a blanket.

When he noticed Frank's eyes, Raymond turned his head and gave Frank a cold look.

Frank, who was sitting across the aisle, accidentally saw what had just happened and was shocked. As soon as Raymond looked over, Frank immediately closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Frank couldn't believe that the man next to him was Raymond, who used to be sexless.

"Katherine?"

"Ms. Reed, Andrew said the car broke down on the way to the airport. Have you got off the plane? Do you need me to pick you up?"

Scarlett stopped and looked out the window at the indistinguishable pouring rain and hail. "No, I'm not i n a hurry. I'll just take the subway back."

"Okay, then take care on the way."

"I will."

Scarlett smiled and hung up the phone, finding that Raymond was still standing beside her.

Seeing her looking over, Raymond said, "My driver is here. I'll give you a ride."

Scarlett glanced at him. "Sorry. I'd prefer more expensive transportation."

How could Raymond's multi-million dollar car be compared with the subway which was worth tens of billions of dollars?