Chapter 30 It Was Not Josephine.
Josephine halted in her tracks.
He had searched for her?
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But now, he was upstairs with Winry, tangled in a passionate encounter. What was this supposed to mean?
Her mother had advised her not to trust men easily and suggested that she should stick with her older brother as she grew up.
Therefore, Josephine didn’t understand men, and she was even more perplexed by Michael.
Zendaya shot Jorvan a look.
Jorvan instantly understood her meaning. Michael was taking a shower, so they should keep Josephine here first. As soon as Michael finished, Jorvan would notify him immediately.
“Mrs. Jaywalker, please wait for a moment. I’ll call a friend right now to inquire about the man mask,” he said.
in the
Zendaya hurriedly said, “Let me cook you some carbonara pasta. You should eat before you leave.”
After a moment of hesitation, Josephine nodded.
She wanted to wait for Jorvan to gather information, plus eating a plate of pasta wouldn’t take too long.
After taking a shower, Michael emerged from the bathroom, his robust waist wrapped in a towel and his hair still dripping wet.
The expression on his strikingly handsome face remained aloof.
For many years, he couldn’t get close to women, nor could he let others get close to him. This was to prevent his illness from being exposed, giving his competitors an opportunity to exploit and potentially putting Jaywalker Group at risk.
Michael had long grown accustomed to solitude. Initially, he thought it would be nice to have a simpleton: around, someone he could chat with, even if she didn’t quite grasp what he was saying.
But he still failed to hold onto her.
The room was shrouded in darkness. Michael halted his steps, his gaze suddenly sharpening as he fixed his eyes on the window curtains.
Someone had come in!
His face was icy cold as he swiftly opened a drawer and pulled out a gun, aiming it at the curtains. He spoke with a chilling ruthlessness.
“Get out here!”
Just then, a gust of wind lifted a corner of the curtain.
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Upon seeing the figure standing behind the curtain, Michael’s breath hitched.
He recognized the style of the pajamas on the silhouette it was one he had chosen for Josephine.
She’s back!
His heart suddenly began pounding as an inexplicable surge of elation rose in him.
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Michael abruptly discarded the gun he was holding and strode across the room. Separated only by the curtain, he embraced the silhouette, pulling her tightly into his arms with fervor. He then began to speak. his voice low and husky.
“Last night. 1… frightened you. Babe, could you please stop being angry?”
This was Michael’s first time apologizing, so he was somewhat awkward and stiff.
Wrapped tightly within his strong arms, Winry’s breathing became rapid, her joy so profound that she felt as if she was floating-
She never would have expected the normally aloof and restrained Michael to now actually be holding her while calling her “Babe” so tenderly.
Upon hearing the seductively enticing term of endearment, Winry felt as if her entire body had melted, Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, and without a moment’s hesitation, she threw open the curtain and lunged into his arms.
As the curtain was drawn back, a wave of sweet scent immediately rushed forward, followed by a passionate and voluptuous figure crashing into Michaels embrace, clinging tightly to his waist.
For a moment, Michael’s mind went blank!
Then, he snapped back to reality!
It wasn’t Josephine!
This woman was wearing the pajamas he had bought for Josephine, but it wasn’t her!
“Mr. Jaywalker, hold me tight…” The woman’s voice was brimming with desire as she pressed her delicate body against his. The overly intimate contact made Michael feel nauseated and disgusted!
He was physically unwell!
Almost simultaneously, the blood within his body surged rapidly toward his brain, but it wasn’t desire.
A sense of restlessness was growing wildly within him. His entire being felt like a lit explosive, on the verge of detonation, filled with frustration and madness!
“Get out!”
In the darkness, Michael tried to hold himself back as he growled those words fiercely.
“Mr. Jaywalker, it’s me.” Winry wrapped her arms tightly around Michael’s waist, greedily taking in his
Scent.
He was incredibly attractive, with a lean waist devoid of excess fat. His eight–pack abs were
narticularly
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prominent. Winry felt a tingling sensation throughout her body as her breathing became heavier. She held onto the man tightly, refusing to let go.
“Leave me alone!”
Michael’s Adam’s apple bobbed incessantly, his gaze in the darkness becoming incredibly fierce, much like
wild beast on the verge of breaking free from its cage
He was striving to keep himself under control.
He couldn’t let Winry know about his illness!
However, Winry was already lost in her desire, completely oblivious to his terrifying gaze in the darkness. She had melted into him, the man’s solid muscles glistening with water droplets and the refreshing masculine scent mixed with shower gel after his bath only serving to further mesmerize her.
Winry clung tightly to him, continuously rubbing her voluptuous figure against him enticingly. Michael was the sort of perfect man that had desire all but clouding her mind, and all she could think about was being fervently pinned down on the bed by him….
Michael stood still, his body temperature soaring rapidly. His eyes gradually turned more ferocious, veiled with a dense network of bloodshot veins.
“Mr. Jaywalker, won’t you touch me?” When Winry saw him standing still, she boldly took his hand and guided it toward her chest.
Suddenly, Michael lowered his head, abruptly grasping her chin to force her to lift her gaze. His eyes, devoid of any emotion, stared at her in the darkness.
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