Cecilia Gu's fingers paused gently.
Her gaze instantly softened as well.
What does he mean by this?
What does his explanation mean?
Did he think... the person who hugged him in the study was me? And that's why Lydia Lin almost succeeded? And then I had to escape from the study in such a mess?
Then... then this whole week he didn't come home, who was he with?
He said he didn't touch Lydia Lin.
So... can I trust him?
Wait. Whether he touched Lydia Lin or not, what does that have to do with me?
I'm just... his contract wife. Do I even have the right to care whether he's with other women...
But for some reason, there was an irrepressible joy bubbling up inside her...
Cecilia Gu unbuttoned everything, and Charles Yin's hormone-charged upper body crashed right into her line of sight.
Cecilia couldn't help but stare for three whole seconds, secretly swallowing her saliva.
His body is ridiculously good...
Of course, Charles Yin didn't miss the flash of envy in Cecilia's eyes. If she looked up right now, she'd definitely see him showing off with a smug grin.
Yes, exactly! You can only drool over my body!
Don't look at any other man!
None of them have a body as good as mine!
Charles Yin was this close to yelling out his inner monologue!
After taking off his shirt, when it came to the belt, Cecilia suddenly hesitated.
Am I really supposed to take off his pants?
No way... this is way too much! I'm pregnant, for crying out loud!
Seeing Cecilia hesitate, Charles Yin reached out, grabbed his belt, and with a gentle motion, slid it off.
When Cecilia looked down, she saw his perfect abs...
Oh no, I'm about to get a nosebleed...
Those abs are just... way too tempting...
Just as Cecilia was about to pull her hand back, Charles said coolly, “I can't move this hand around. The doctor said if I do, it won't heal properly.”
Uh... so, did you hurt your hand on purpose just so I'd have to take off your pants?
And of course, it's your right hand that's injured!
With only your left hand, you really can't do anything.