The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1168:

Cliff froze, his pulse quickening.

Laney continued, her tone tinged with frustration, “It feels strange, and I can’t explain it.”

Cliff quickly withdrew his hand, his voice sharp. “Laney, that’s enough.”

Cliff had extremely underestimated Laney. How was she able to act so boldly, guiding his hand beneath her dress? He hated himself for allowing it. Even though he knew what lay beneath her innocent facade, he was still fooled by her pitiful act. He never seemed to learn from his previous mistakes.

Cliff clenched his teeth and pushed her aside to clean his hands. As he washed, he felt a sense of regret, though he couldn’t quite place the reason.

Laney had left marks on his suit pants as well. A single look made his breath stop, so he forced himself to look away and quickly left the bathroom.

Laney sat quietly, her expression showing complete defeat.

With a serious look, Cliff said, “Put on your underpants before going back to your apartment.”

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Laney looked even more frustrated. Without a word, she opened the wardrobe, grabbed a pair of underwear, and headed to the changing room.

Cliff’s displeasure deepened. “You keep your personal clothes here?”

Laney’s voice came muffled through the door. “I sometimes need to shower, so I store a few sets here.”

“Don’t shower here anymore. Shower at your apartment.”

“But everyone showers here. What’s the problem?”

“My word is final,” he declared, his voice stern. “If not, I’ll take you home each time you need to shower.”

Laney replied defensively, “There are no men here!”

Cliff retorted sharply, “Isn’t the director a man?”

After changing, Laney emerged from the changing room and fixed him with a glare. “You always find excuses to get mad at me. Fine, I won’t kiss you anymore!” He seemed to hate any contact with her. The moment she guided his hand to touch her, he hastily rushed to wash his hands.

Feeling both sad and embarrassed, Laney picked up her pace and walked ahead.

Cliff didn’t follow too closely but kept her in view.

The car waited at the gate.

Standing a meter away from the car, Laney turned her head, refusing to look at him.

Suddenly recalling something, Cliff asked sternly, “Do you wear a skirt without a pair of underpants? Or do you only do that around me?”

With hesitancy, Laney answered, “It’s not a mini-skirt. Why would I need to wear underwear?”

Cliff was on the verge of losing his temper. “Wear skirts less often.”

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