Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Chapter 125 Taking Advantage of Me?

"Jazlyn?"

"Yeah! Jazlyn is pretty and assertive to the point of aggression. She's best suited to play the role of an

evil side character! Besides, she's an actress in the first place, so the act won't be so easily exposed."

Wendy continued, "One more thing, the most important point is that she's Olivier's cousin, so even if

the act is blown, Gwenda won't estrange herself from Olivier even if she's angry."

"That makes sense."

Melanie nodded in agreement.

Wendy grinned. "Grandmama, why don't we take action now? Hurry up and contact Jazlyn. When the

time comes, we'll have a great show!"

"You clever brat, thinking of these ridiculous things all day long. Are you ever going to focus on your

studies?"

Although Melanie said so, her wrinkled face was all smiles.

Wendy held her hand. "Grandmama, I was just being helpful. Besides, my grades aren't bad. You don't

have to worry about them!" All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

"Alright, alright. Since you've provided such a perfect plan, I'd be disappointing you if I didn't use it! I'll

make the call now. Chat with Jazlyn for a bit."

"Grandmama, you're amazing!!"

"Don't shout. This matter must be kept secret!"

Melanie turned to give a warning look.

Wendy immediately covered her mouth, but her eyes showed a gleeful smile.

Oh, what should she do? She was actually beginning to look forward to this fantastic show...

Chuckling, Wendy wondered how Gwenda would react to being set up...

At this moment, Gwenda was fast asleep, unaware of the scheme that was being plotted against her.

In her dream, she was surrounded by a sea of flowers at sunset. Olivier was holding her hand,

preparing to kiss her...

But Gwenda suddenly woke up at such a wonderful moment.

Upon opening her eyes, she was greeted by darkness. The movie was long over, and the screen only

displayed a faint hint of light.

A blanket was covering her.

Turning her head slightly, Gwenda looked over to Olivier who was next to her.

He had fallen asleep at some point, but his arms were wrapped tight around her. Their bodies were

firmly touching one another, and she could feel the warmth that came from both their mixed body

temperatures.

If Gwenda could not handle sharing the same bed with him yesterday, she was downright anxious

today as there was the added element of that dream.

...

She carefully reached up to touch her burning cheeks before glancing over at Olivier's handsome face.

Her heart was pounding wildly in her chest.

For f*cks' sake, how could she have any improper thoughts about him...

She had openly treated his courting as a farce before.

But now, she actually dreamed about doing those things with him...

Gwenda bit her lip hard, her face boiling with embarrassment.

After a while, she calmed down and turned to gaze at him again.

Olivier was in deep sleep. His eyelashes threw a light shadow over his eyelids, and his breathing was

even. The smell of his cologne made one want to get closer.

The more she stared, the more mesmerised she became. It was as if she had been bewitched, and she

unconsciously raised her hand, her fingertips almost brushing over his attractive lips. Just as she was

about to make contact, her wrist was suddenly caught.

Her heart skipping a beat, Gwenda was stunned to find that Olivier had woken up, his deep eyes

staring right at her, a playful smile on his face.

"Taking advantage of me while I sleep?"

Gwenda's heartbeat quickened, her cheeks burned hotter than ever, and she was panicking."N... no,

I... I..."

"You what?"

Olivier's fingers gently rubbed against her wrist, feeling the beat of her pulse, and his smile grew

deeper.

Gwenda wanted to yank her hand back, but he had a firm grip on her wrist. Biting her lip nervously,

Gwenda explained, "I just wanted to wake you up. Don't overthink it."

"Is that so?"

Olivier looked at her wrist before chuckling as he asked teasingly, "Then why was your heart beating so

fast? Are you nervous?"

Gwenda could not think of anything to say in response. She struggled to free herself, but failed to break

free. "You— let go of me!"

"Gwenda..."

The hand that Olivier had left on her back gently stroked her. His warm breath wafted over her face and

their gazes were locked. Gwenda shuddered briefly, completely at a loss of what to do.