Chapter 129: No Longer Able to Survive in the Entertainment Industry

When it comes to romance dramas, Nora Hart got excited. The person who was originally facing away from Andrew Locke flipped over, propping up her head to look at the man lying on the bed, observing his rested features in the dim light filtering through the curtains.

Nora's slender fingers slipped inside his pajamas, circling around his abs: "Speaking of which, I've been starving lately, haven't I, Lawyer Locke's grandma?"

The atmosphere in the dark bedroom changed instantly because of Nora's words.

The man lying on the bed slowly opened his dark eyes, fixed his gaze on Nora for a moment, and then reached out a hand to land on her slim willow waist under the covers, barely grasping it when Nora stiffened all over.

The normally abstinent man, once he indulged, was like a Teddy in heat.

The first time at the hotel, it was probably just to whet the appetite.

The second time was by the book.

This third time, from dawn till dusk.

Each interval between was extremely long.