Unfinished Business with You

Chapter 1467

Chapter 1467 Sleeping is a Verb

"Godmother's feelings for Mother are profound," Olivia sighed in revelation.

Alice agreed, "Yes, so I've never treated her as an outsider. She's like a mother to me. While Mother saved her once, she had saved Mother countless times." All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Olivia's heart ached as she thought about it. "Now that you've secured your position, I'm back, and Godmother has fulfilled Mother's wishes, she should have her own life now."

"Yes, I plan to wait until Hugh recovers and then fulfill their wish by letting them get married," Alice revealed.

The trio stayed at the hospital until 7 p.m. before sending Doreen back home, and after settling Doreen, the couple retreated to their rooms.

Eugene, out of habit, took care of Olivia's hygiene before they both got into bed.

He knew she was tired; at first, he simply held her without any particular intentions. He genuinely treated "sleep" as a noun. However, the sight of the seductive woman beside him was hard to resist, and he started thinking of "sleep" as a verb.

He tried to restrain himself, but Olivia, having likely experienced a lot in one day, kept tossing and turning in bed, making it difficult for him to remain composed.

Right then, even her unintentional movements and turning over made him itch impatiently.

Eventually, he couldn't resist any longer. He pulled her close, found her lips, and kissed her passionately. His desire became increasingly uncontrollable, and he kissed and embraced her as if he couldn't get enough.

Despite knowing that it would become more difficult to stop, he couldn't help but give in to the moment.

Olivia didn't have any particular thoughts at first, but under the man's skillful technique, she couldn't help but soften and even felt a bit eager. She clung to the man's neck with both hands, like a seductive snake, constantly seeking comfort.

It had been so long, and it wasn't just him who had been thinking about it. When emotions ran high, many things fell into place naturally, and both of them were a bit impatient and lost in their desires.

It was unclear who stopped first, but by the time they did, their clothes had long been discarded somewhere.

The two of them were left panting heavily, gazing into each other's eyes.

"It's been three months," said Eugene, his voice husky.

It was clear he was struggling to restrain himself. If it weren't for their precious daughter, he would never have stopped at this moment.

Olivia pursed her lips, not wanting to make it difficult for him any longer, and there was also one more crucial—she wanted it, too. The tantalizing closeness without indulgence was unbearable for anyone.

Still, she cautioned, "We still can't be reckless."

A flicker of desire ignited in Eugene's eyes, and he cooed, "I'll be gentle."

Olivia pursed her lips again but didn't say a word this time. Her silence was consent, and Eugene picked it up quickly. He leaned in and kissed her again…

He was indeed incredibly gentle this time, more careful than ever before, avoiding touching her belly.

Of course, he behaved… right?

He only had her once… or maybe twice… thrice…

As Olivia drifted into sleep, she couldn't help but think that men who had been abstaining for too long were indeed troublesome. In their final round, he even had the audacity to say that he was worried about their daughter not being able to handle it, so they couldn't be too reckless, asking her to endure it.

She was speechless with anger. He had her thrice, and yet he said they couldn't be too reckless! How many more times did he want to do it?!

Then again, she was too tired to argue with him. So, she fell asleep in the state he left in her.