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Before getting married, I went camping in the wilderness with my boyfriend.
In the middle of the night, he snuck out and slept in my best friend's tent until the next morning.
I was stunned.
If he was there, then who was the man who had spent last night with me?
The man who had kissed every inch of my body.
Who could it have been?

After One-night Passion, I Discovered That Man Wasn't My Husband

From initially only being able to manage a few minutes, he can now hold my hand and take slow walks around the hospital.


He looked at me with a half-smile: "Delia, what do you mean by 'only a few minutes'?"


"Oh, slip of the tongue," I couldn't help but chuckle, finding him quite adorable. "Look, you've made progress again today. It's been a full twenty minutes already."


Callie opened his arms towards me: "Then I need a little reward."


He stood under the tree, tall and elegant, strikingly handsome.


It was like he had returned to his vibrant self from our school days.


He's tall, so I had to stand on my tiptoes.


As we kissed, I suddenly remembered that night.


After chasing away Donavan, Callie came to check on me.


My thoughts were like mush, and I couldn't hear clearly what the man in front of me was saying. I just felt hot all over, and his skin held an infinite allure for me.


Chapter 11