Chapter 12 Even Though I Have Desires Now, I Won't Devour You

I just want to tell you, in the future, don't be so bold as to enter a man's room alone in the middle of the night.

Not all men are as virtuous as Liu Xia Hui."

After he finished speaking, he got up, walked to the door, opened it, and looked at her: "Good night."

Faye could guarantee that this man was absolutely insane, late-stage of some mental illness.

She got up from the sofa abruptly and nearly fled his room in a panic.

Watching her leave, Oliver couldn't help but curl his lips with a devilish smile, recalling the secretary's words.

"Rumor has it that Hunter Warren doesn't love his young wife.

So, for a year after their marriage, he hasn't touched her."

He closed the door and strolled to the bed, gazing at the night view of thousands of lights.

Such a perfect gem, yet Hunter Warren doesn't know how to cherish her, what a pity.

On Saturday night, the car sent by Oliver was parked at the hotel entrance.

Faye appeared, wearing an expensive gown and eight-inch stilettos.