Chapter 64 Shut up, don't be smart with me

Light snoring.

Soft skin against his.

Slightly long hair—

In his face, Spencer kept his eyes tightly assuming it was one of those really gratifying dreams where he got to be with Della intimately. He had, had too many of those.. she was much distant when they were together after what happened; he didn't blame her. Spencer really wanted to earn her trust back, to show her that he is a noble man and it's just that.. jealousy and fury got the best of him. It just hurt thinking about the fact that he was a gentleman and she still preferred to go for the man who had treated her like utter rubbish not so long ago. The only thing she got out of it was a little spoiled brat. Spencer always thought Della was far much dumber because any sane woman would have aborted it, the second they knew about it. The scary truth was that if Della still kept that thing for so many years, the thing that had came out as a result of her failed marriage with a man who treated her horridly then—