Chapter 95
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Donovan took a deep breath and turned his gaze away, feeling even more conflicted inside. He might have felt better about it if she were still the same person who was openly scheming against him, forceful, and unreasonable. He could at least reject her without hesitation.
However, she had switched tactics to use emotion instead of force now. That once wild and untamed face was now filled with tenderness and affection, making it so much harder for him to respond.
“Alright. Let’s talk about it after you’re discharged,” Giselle didn’t want to hear a rejection and wisely changed the subject. “Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?”
“Anything is fine.”
“How about some fruit?” she got out of bed and saw that most of the fruits on the table needed to be cut. She found it too much of a hassle, so she picked up a banana.
It was an imported banana from Paguamo that was far better than the one grown locally. She peeled one and was initially intending to take a bite before a mischievous thought crept in
“Here, have a banana.” She leaned in and held the peeled banana up to his lips.
He instinctively opened his mouth and expected her to feed him a piece. But she suddenly shoved the entire banana in his mouth playfully while he wasn’t paying
attention!
He nearly choked to death. He slapped her hand away and glared at her turtously as he cursed. “Are you insane?”
She burst out laughing when she saw the struggling look on his face,
He gave her a speechless look. He would make her pay for that if he weren’t still in recovery.
Another seemingly calm week had passed.
Donovan had finally recovered enough to be discharged.
He didn’t tell anyone to avoid the Kane family from making a big show of welcoming him back. He simply returned to the villa with only Giselle by his side.
It was around four to five in the aftemoon when they returned home. The housekeepers and household staff were still off–duty, so the massive villa was empty. Giselle collapsed onto the bed in the master room while he showered. He was exhausted and unwilling to move.
She looked around the luxurious and familiar bedroom as her mind drifted to the days they had spent together recently. Everything seemed to be going well, yet an uneasy sense of uncertainty lingered in her chest.
Her thoughts didn’t last long before he finished showering and stepped out of the bathroom in a towel.
She couldn’t resist any longer when she saw his tall, muscular back and those rippling abs radiating with raw masculinity. She immediately got to her feet, stood on Liptoe, cupped his face, and took the initiative to kiss him deeply and fiercely.
He immediately pinned her beneath him, wild and unstoppable like a stallion let loose.
They didn’t stop until after 8:00 pm.
Neither of them felt hungry but drained. They lay naked in bed and leaned against each other, feeling on the edge of sleep.
It wasn’t clear how long they had been asleep when the backing of a dog woke her up.
The room’s door was abruptly pushed open just as she opened her eyes, and it slammed loudly agahust the wall,
She flicked on the bedside lamp and immediately looked over at the doorway, Standing at the door was a fathillat man It was Zachary.
Giselle’s mind went completely blank.
