NovelBookChapter 455: Eric knew. He knew exactly. But why shouldn't he? He had almost died for her.
It was sheer luck that he was standing here now. Yesterday, he could have been gone.
And if he wanted her this much-if he was willing to risk his very life for her-then why shouldn't he just take what he wanted? Eric straightened, his fingers moving to his collar. Slowly, methodically, he began unbuttoning his shirt.
"What... what are you doing?" Hadley's eyes widened in shock as Eric began to unbutton his shirt, exposing his well-defined chest. Next, he loosened his belt, letting it slip free, causing his trousers to sag at his hips.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe scenawas undeniably suggestive, stirring a mix of emotions and silent questions.
As Eric leaned over, he playfully tousled her hair, inadvertently disarranging the sheets and blankets around her.
"What are you trying to do?" Hadley's voice carried a note of alarm. This behavior was completely out of character for Eric.
He responded in a calm, matter-of-fact tone. "Hadley, I'm about to open the door... Wilma and Denver are right outside." Turning toward the door, he began to move.
Wilma and Denver? This couldn't be happening.
"No, please—" Hadley's plea was laden with sudden dread, her voice on the verge of tears.
Explore fantastic tales on galnovs;It dawned on her what Eric's actions might imply.
Lying there, with her shoulder bare and her bedding in disarray, anyone who walked in-Wilma, Denver, or anyone else might jump to scandalous conclusions.
At that moment, Hadley realized she might be caught in a trap set by Wilma. Had Eric not intervened, Wilma would have already appeared, eager for Denver to witness Hadley's supposed disgrace.
Hadley was baffled by Eric's actions; after rescuing her, why would he turn against her now? "Eric! Don't do this!" She felt helpless and could only beg him to stop.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEric paused, his back still turned toward her.
Did she really want to hold onto Denver that badly? Sadly for her, he now had every intention to take what he wanted.
With determination etched on his face, Eric walked over to the door, unlocked it, and pulled it open.
He offered a slight smile. "Sorry, who's there?"
Wilma and Denver were visibly stunned, not expecting Bric to be the Eexpecting one greeting them. "Eric?"
Eric rested against the doorframe, his expression relaxed and slightly m mocking "Ah, Denver...Mrs. Moran, what brings you here? Cto visit me?"
He paused, a look of feigned realization crossing his face. Hold e op, this isn't even my room..."
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