He appeared so elegant and gentlemanly, yet privately, he was just as cold and ruthless.
He liked won, but was stingy with his affections.
In this world, it’s perhaps difficult to find another man who makes people love and hate him so much. eting him feels like a calamity.
More than half an hour.
Caiden Ward rinsed off casually, grabbed a towel, carried her out of the bathroom, and placed her on the soft big bed.
Turning back to the bathroom, he returned and tossed her another towel.
Blair Chester lay at the edge of the bed, drying her hair. Caiden Ward, wrapped in a robe, sat on the sofa and lit another cigarette.
It was a habit of his.
Blair Chester finished drying her hair, took a mont to steady herself, then slipped on her slippers and returned to the bathroom to blow-dry her hair. With it down, she too donned a robe and ca out.
Standing by the bed, she thought briefly before lying back down again.
Caiden Ward liked sensible won, she knew this well.
As soon as she lay back down, it wasn’t long before Caiden Ward stubbed out his cigarette and unexpectedly wrapped his arm around her. "You’ve lost so weight lately."
"Mm." Blair Chester compliantly curved her body.
Caiden Ward squinted slightly, "Not enough just now?"
Blair Chester’s face suddenly flushed red, her eyes filled with tenderness, looking at him charmingly. She was beautiful, and under the light, she resembled a Western oil painting.
Her slender body unexpectedly displayed a voluptuous sensuality.
Caiden Ward rubbed her face with one hand and suddenly laughed, "Don’t develop feelings for ."
Tears welled up in Blair Chester’s eyes and fell suddenly. Embracing him tightly, she murmured, "Don’t be so cruel to ."
Caiden Ward pursed his thin lips, lifted her smooth long hair with one hand, his slender fingers threading through her tresses, he couldn’t help but squint his eyes, then pulling Blair Chester into his arms, having her sit on his lap.
Her shiny, smooth long hair dazzled Caiden Ward’s eyes.
The temperature rose, scorching.
Caiden Ward’s face grew taut and abruptly, he saw the small figure not far from the foot of the bed.
Maeve had co in at so point, rubbing her eyes, facing his gaze, she timidly spoke, "Uncle Ward."
Blair Chester let out a pained cry.
Maeve looked at the two of them, her eyes suddenly widened in disbelief, her little face full of fear, she bit her lip tight and quickly ran away.
"Maeve!" Caiden Ward pushed Blair Chester aside, grabbed his robe, and rushed out.
Maeve, when asleep, liked to snuggle into Caiden Ward’s arms. But when he wasn’t there at night, she gradually moved in her sleep, and accidentally slid off the bed with a thud, getting woken naturally by the fall on the carpet.
The bedside lamp was on, but Caiden Ward was not there.
She went out to find him.
The second floor was empty, soon, she heard painful cries.
Then—
she saw a scene that terrified her.
She thought Caiden Ward was too terrifying.
In the dark, he seed like a beast ready to devour her. Otherwise, why did that woman look so much in pain, as if she were about to die?
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