Skye Brown was intimate with Dylan Wellington once again.
Placed on the large bed like a treasure, he occupied her repeatedly, caressing her over and over.
This ti, however, was different from the wild and intense night before.
This ti, his movents were gentle and cautious, using unprecedented care and reverence to soothe the heart he had deeply hurt.
He loved her, cherished her, and wanted to spend a lifeti smoothing over the pain he once caused her.
The room was filled with the warmth of spring, utmost tenderness; Skye Brown and Dylan Wellington were completely honest, putting aside all grudges and embracing each other.
...
When Skye Brown awoke again, she slled the aroma of food.
The originally dark bedroom curtains had been completely opened.
The man she loved most, was coming out of the bathroom, wearing a Bathrobe.
Skye Brown’s gaze was involuntarily attracted to Dylan Wellington.
His deep, unfathomable almond-shaped eyes could capture a woman’s attention even without focus.
Those broad, powerful shoulders, solid and graceful chest, and the sturdy narrow waist and long legs — it was as if the creator had ticulously crafted a statue.
Skye Brown couldn’t help but lift the blanket, walk over, and with open arms dive into the man’s embrace.
"Awake?" Dylan Wellington tilted his head, listening for Skye Brown’s movents.
Skye Brown buried her face in Dylan Wellington’s broad chest, still damp with moisture, "Mm."
She let out a muffled hum, involuntarily pushing against him in his embrace.
At that mont, Skye Brown’s nasal cavity felt a bit sour, feeling that happiness had co so suddenly.
She had originally prepared for an ’eight-year resistance’, ready to engage Dylan Wellington in a prolonged battle.
Unexpectedly, Dylan Wellington compromised so easily.
Actually, Skye Brown didn’t know, Dylan Wellington’s dark inner world had always been waiting for redemption.
He just didn’t dare to be sure, didn’t dare to believe Skye Brown would forgive him, would still be willing to redeem him.
If there was anything in this world that could make Dylan Wellington walk out from the desolate ruins of his heart, it was only one thing, solely one thing — that was Skye Brown.
"Tom Nelson has already brought in the afternoon tea... haven’t eaten anything all day, hungry?"
Dylan Wellington naturally lifted Skye Brown, embracing her.
After losing and regaining her, he shed all his icy coldness.
Only wanting to hold Skye Brown in the palm of his hand, always embrace her, pamper her, love her.
Hearing Dylan Wellington ntion afternoon tea, Skye Brown’s face couldn’t help but blush.
They... were too indulgent.
Calling it afternoon tea, but it’s closer to dinner; they lingered in the bedroom all day.
Rembering what Tom Nelson said in the morning, with Dylan Wellington locking himself up without eating or drinking Skye Brown hurriedly said, "Mm, hungry... shall we go and eat?"
She was very afraid Dylan Wellington would refuse.
Unexpectedly, the man didn’t show any uncooperative movent, instead picked her up smoothly and walked towards the sofa.
Skye Brown was startled; Dylan Wellington’s eyesight was impaired, but he was holding her, easily leading to a fall.
Yet, she dared not make a sound, as it would hurt Dylan Wellington’s self-esteem.
She could only let him hold her, obediently stay in his arms, trying not to affect him.
Unexpectedly, even with Dylan Wellington’s impaired eyesight, unable to see normally, he could still avoid obstacles.
He knew the layout of this room too well.
Effortlessly, he took Skye Brown to the Low Table, placed her on the sofa, then sat down beside her.
The tea table was set with a sumptuous al; it seems Tom Nelson knew they were famished.
Calling it afternoon tea; it was actually a fusion al of East and West.
Skye Brown quietly swallowed; so hungry...
She imdiately accommodated Dylan Wellington’s preferences, serving him a bowl of porridge.
Placed the bowl and spoon in his hand for him to eat.
"Feed ..." Suddenly, the man sitting beside her spoke, his voice deep.
[Another Chapter between 23:00 and 00:00 tonight]
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