Chapter: 3994
"What's the meaning of this?"

Despite having undergone surgery and being in a weakened state, Albert resisted the urge to sleep.

His lips pallid, he managed a smile and beckoned to her, “If you want answers, come closer. I'll tell you."

Injured as he was, Jessie harbored no fear of Albert acting rashly.

Returning to the bedside, she poised to speak, only to have her wrist seized and drawn toward him. Their bodies collided, and she caught a stifled groan, sensing his discomfort.

Jessie quickly withdrew. “Albert, you're out of your mind."

Locking eyes with her, Albert uttered in a hushed tone, “Jessie, come back to me."

After nightfall, Melissa made her way home, steering her car down familiar streets.

Upon arrival, she found most lights extinguished within the villa, save for a lone glow emanating from the hall. There, bathed in the soft yellow hue, Marcus lounged in his pajamas, Laptop perched upon his lap. The bluish glow of the screen cast angular shadows across his handsome features, accentuating his allure.

Pausing to change her shoes, Melissa couldn't help but admire his handsome figure.

At the sound of the opening door, Marcus shut his laptop and inquired with a soft tone, "How's Mr. Waston? Why the late return? Matthew and Kiana are both out asleep."

Approaching Marcus, Melissa planted a kiss on his lips.

“How's Kiana?" she asked.

Marcus gave her a playful pat on the rear. "Good to know you still care about our child. I figured you were all wrapped up in your career, neglecting your husband and family."

Melissa indulged him, nestling into his embrace and whispered against his lips, "Don't I know the way home?"

Having neglected Marcus lately, Melissa sought to make amends. She initiated a kiss, her lips trailing to his chin, her hands wandering beneath his clothes.

Marcus' expression shifted instantly, his voice trembling. “Mrs. Fowler, are you sure about this? Here?"

Melissa chuckled. "Anyone likely to walk in on us?"

As Marcus hastily unbuttoned her shirt, he assured her, "Nope. The household staff are all sensible."

As night deepened, the couple, starved for intimacy after a week's hiatus, succumbed to passion multiple times, the clock striking well past midnight by the time they finished.
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