Caroline’s POV:
It was now late at night, and the guests had already left. Meanwhile, Grandpa and Grandma had gone
back to their rooms to rest.
Charles held my hand and led me upstairs to the master bedroom. He was the one who decorated the
room.
Rose petals were scattered on the carpet, the photos of our family of five were hung on the wall, and
balloons of various colors were hanging next to them. On the bed were petals that formed a red heart.
To top it off, neon lights flickered on the wall, creating a breathtaking play of lights across the room. As
soon as we walked through the door, Charles hugged me tightly from behind. He rested his chin on my
head and lovingly stroked my hair.
“Caroline, let’s move back to Garden Street. I want to live there with you. Just the two of us.” I could feel
his heartbeat through his clothes, which made my heart pound wildly in my chest. Moved by his words,
my cheeks turned red. “Okay,” I replied.
“Caroline, I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time,” Charles said in a hoarse voice. I chuckled and
pushed him toward the bathroom.
“Your breath reeks of alcohol. Go take a shower first. Hurry up.”
“Well, can you blame me? I was so happy.” Charles wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me
into the bathroom with him.
“Shower with me.”
“Who says I want to take a shower with you?” I shot him a reproachful look and turned around to leave.
But before I could take a step, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. He pinned me against the cold
wall. And the next second, warm water flowed from the shower head, wetting our clothes.
The fabric of my dress was thin that it clung to my body when it got wet, outlining my curvaceous figure
and baby bump. Charles reached out his hand and caressed my lower abdomen.
“Caroline, do you think it’s a boy or a girl?” I raised my head and curiously asked, “Which do you prefer?”
“I will love them either way.” Charles lowered his head and kissed me on the lips.
“But honestly, I would like it to be a girl. We’ve had too many boys.” . His deep eyes twinkled with
excitement as he spoke.
What was more, I could sense his possessiveness in his words, which made me feel warm in my heart. I
was so shy that I pursed my lips and patted him on the chest.
But because we were all wet, what I had just done made a familiar crisp sound, which even the sound of
the running water could not block out.
The atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant. I hurriedly withdrew my hand and hid it behind my
back. I also averted my gaze and did not dare to meet his eyes. They were filled with the fire of lust. If I
looked back, I was afraid my reason was going to burn to.
He was the one who decorated the room. Rose petals were scattered on the carpet, the photos of our
family of five were hung on the wall, and balloons of various colors were hanging next to them. On the
bed were petals that formed a red heart. 1 To top it off, neon lights flickered on the wall, creating a
breathtaking play of lights across the room.
As soon as we walked through the door, Charles hugged me tightly from behind. He rested his chin on
my head and lovingly stroked my hair.
“Caroline, let’s move back to Garden Street. I want to live there with you. Just the two of us.” I could feel
his heartbeat through his clothes, which made my heart pound wildly in my chest. Moved by his words,
my cheeks turned red.
“Okay,” I replied.
“Caroline, I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time,” Charles said in a hoarse voice.
I chuckled and pushed him toward the bathroom.
“Your breath reeks of alcohol. Go take a shower first. Hurry up.”
“Well, can you blame me? I was so happy.” Charles wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me
into the bathroom with him.
“Shower with me.”
“Who says I want to take a shower with you?” I shot him a reproachful look and turned around to leave.
But before I could take a step, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back.
He pinned me against the cold wall. And the next second, warm water flowed from the shower head,
wetting our clothes.
The fabric of my dress was thin that it clung to my body when it got wet, outlining my curvaceous figure
and baby bump
Charles reached out his hand and caressed my lower abdomen. “Caroline, do you think it’s a boy or a
girl”
I raised my head and curiously asked, “Which do you prefer?”
“I will love them either way” Charles lowered his head and kissed me on the lips.
“But honestly. I would like it to be a girl. We've had too many boys.”
His deep eyes twinkled with excitement as he spoke.
What was more, I could sense his possessiveness in his words, which made me feel warm in my
I want so shy that I pursed my lips and patted him on the chest. But because we were all wet, what I had
just done made a familiar crisp sound, which even the sound of the running water could not block
The atmosphere became ambiguous in an instant i hurriedly withdrew my hand and hid it behind my
back I also availed my gaze and did not dare to meet his eyes
Mey wert filled will the tue of luse ll looked back, I was afraid my reason was going to burn to
Quare stoked my lips with his finger Caroline, help me take off my shirt,” he asked in a hoarse and
Bobok many bad and snooled “Take not yourself
Charles, however, did not let me go He held my hand with one hand and unbuttoned his shirt with the
ouer
Once has shut had been taken off, has well toned abs were exposed the water flowed from his abs
into his trousers. I must admit, it looked enticing. I could not help but swallow hard as I stared at his body.
Slowly, I reached my hand and touched his chest.
It was not until my fingertips touched his skin that I came to my senses and realized what I had just
done. I covered my face in embarrassment. For a second, I felt an urge to find a hole and bury myself in
it. Charles chuckled when he saw my reaction.
With a faint smile, he pulled me into his arms, held my waist, and unzipped my dress.
“To be fair, I’ll take your clothes off for you too.” My face was pressed against his chest.
This time, without the obstruction of the clothes. I could now feel his heat directly from his skin. I stood
there silently as he took off my dress.
Afterward, we held each other, naked.
“I don’t think we should do it. Please don’t… The doctor said that the fetus is fragile inside my womb and
that we should restrain ourselves from having sex in the first few months.” I poked him in the chest, my
voice getting lower by the second.
Charles held my hand and kissed it. “I won’t. I swear I won’t do anything that could harm you and the
baby. You’re important to me.”
I hugged him again. I could not conceal my joy and love for him. Well, I did not want to hide them in the
first place.
“Caroline, I have a lot to tell you. I didn’t have the courage to say these things in the past, and I truly
regretted it,” Charles said while holding me tight. I raised my head to look at him, my eyes brimming with
tears.
“Me too.”
“Why are you crying?” Charles cupped my face and wiped the tears off the corner of my eyes. There was
a hint of panic on his handsome face when he saw me crying.
“Nothing. I’m just so happy,” I answered while wiping my tears.
“Caroline, from now on, I will always believe you, love you, and spoil you, no matter what.” Charles
kissed the corner of my eye and whispered in my ear, “We will never be apart again, okay?”
I could not find words to express my feelings. So, I put my face against Charles’s chest and playfully bit
him.
I left bite marks on his chest, shoulders, and arms. My heart was filled with affection as I stared at the
marks.
With a helpless smile, Charles pointed at the most obvious bite mark on his neck and asked, “Why did
you bite me? If I go to work tomorrow like this, people will laugh at me.”
I rolled my eyes and let out a snort. Suddenly, I grabbed his ear and pointed at the bite mark on my neck
that had not disappeared.
“You bit me last time, remember? Can’t I bite you back? Besides, I bled from your bite at that time!”
Charles touched the tip of his nose and rubbed his fingers on my neck.
“It was because you lied to me. You said you had had an abortion that day.”
Suddenly, a question popped into my mind. i blinked my eyes and asked him, “What would you do if I
really had an abortion?” Charles frowned and, all of a sudden, slapped me on the buttock.
“Then you have to give birth to another child for me, or I won’t let you go.” I laughed at his retort, but I
raised my eyebrows at him.
“If I give birth to another child, will you then let me go?”
“No. You can only be mine for the rest of your life. Don’t even think about leaving me.” We talked and
laughed while taking a shower.
Once done, Charles carried me out of the bathroom. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him put
me on the bed. Before the flush on my face dissipated, Charles leaned over to kiss me again. I dodged
his advance and teasingly said,
“Charles, you promised we wouldn’t do it tonight.”
“I promised I wouldn’t have sex with you, but I said nothing about making out,” Charles reasoned out.
Without waiting for my response, he held my hands above my head and kissed me passionately as if his
life depended on it. Apparently, he had drunk a lot. He still reeked of alcohol even after taking a shower.
The smell of wine, mixed with his masculine musk, was so addictive.
I was so engrossed in our kiss that I did not notice that Charles had taken off my nightgown. His lips
trailed slowly to my collarbone, breasts, and stomach. He also left hickeys along the way.
At last, he stopped at my baby bump and kissed it.
“Baby, you must grow up healthy. Daddy and Mommy are looking forward to seeing you.” We looked at
each other and smiled. This sweet and intimate moment of ours filled my heart with warmth.
Charles eventually stopped kissing me after a long time. But then, he held me in his tight embrace and
kissed me on the forehead.
“Caroline, let’s get married again,” he solemnly said. I touched my belly and refused at once.
“I don’t want to. My baby bump is getting bigger. How can I wear a wedding dress looking like this? I
won’t look good.”
“Nonsense. In my eyes, you’re always the most beautiful woman in the world.” Charles smiled and
pecked me on the cheek.
I raised my head and kissed him back. “Let’s talk about it when the baby is born. I want to marry you in
the most beautiful way possible. Besides, there are so many problems in the company that needs to be
solved. I just don’t have the time to think of anything else yet.”
“Okay.”
Although reluctant, Charles agreed to my request. I nestled in his chest comfortably and put my arms
around his waist.
“The situation of Wilson Group may have been stabilized for now, but I’m still worried that someone will
show up and make trouble. Remember the man with a spider web tattoo? I have a feeling that he’s very
dangerous.”
“Don’t worry. He’s in jail now. And also, I’m here. I won’t let anyone hurt you,” Charles assured me while
stroking my hair.
“He ran away, didn’t he? How did you find him?” I looked up at him curiously, and I felt relief wash over
me.
At the same time, I was greatly moved. As it turned out, Charles had been doing so much for me in
secret, but he never told me about them. He certainly didn’t want me to worry, “I knew that you couldn’t
rest assured while that man was freely roaming around, so I’d been sending people to look for him.”
After saying that, Charles looked at me again with eyes full of lust. He planted a solt kiss on my neck and
said, “Every minute of our night together is precious, Caroline. Let’s forget about those unimportant
people for the time being.”
He gently kissed and fondled me as he spoke. He always found my sensitive spots with staggering
accuracy. Under his skillful movements, I soon forgot about the world and let myself drown in his loving
tenderness.
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