A Successful Career After Divorce

This was the first time Brendon had seen such a delicate Ranita.

His heart felt as if a layer of bubble suddenly rose up, enveloped by sunlight. Even if it were to burst, it would be incredibly joyful.

Brendon stood by the door with thin lips, watching Ranita anxiously trying to put on her shoes with her fair and tender feet.

One of the ankles turned red, as if surrounded by a layer of pink petals.

Ranita had naturally cold, pale skin. When she was lying in bed, even a slight touch will leave red marks on her skin, making it look as if she had blooming roses all over her body.

When he thought of this, a dark surge couldn’t help but well up in the depths of Brendon’s eyes.

He had always made it clear that he had no emotional attachment to Ranita, but there was no denying that he was obsessed with her body.

The lingering smell of alcohol quickly made his breath hot and humid.

“Ah, please help me quickly! I’m in a hurry! I need to go to the restroom… please give me a hand!” Ranita urged anxiously after not hearing a response for a while.

In the next moment, her arm was gripped tightly by a strong force.

With broad palms and distinct knuckles on his fingers, Ranita instinctively turned her head and unexpectedly collided with a pair of dark, deep-set eyes.

The lighting was dim, but the contours of the man’s eyebrows and eyes were more beautiful than the stars in the sky.

“Brendon… what’s wrong with you…” Ranita didn’t finish her sentence as Brendon grabbed her arm and bent down to straighten the slipper and put it by her feet. “Aren’t you in a hurry to go to the bathroom?”

She was in a hurry!

But the current situation had left Ranita confused.

When had the master of the Stuart family ever served anyone, let alone help her with her shoes? It was outrageous!

“Aren’t you going?” Brendon looked down at her from his height, making her ears burn uncontrollably.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Ranita took a deep breath and pushed his hand away, her face stern. “I’ll go by myself!”

After a moment’s pause, Ranita added, “Thank you.”

The pressure on her arm disappeared and Ranita inexplicably felt relieved but also a little reluctant.

She limped a few steps forward before Brendon grabbed her arm again. Ranita’s forehead was hot as she said, “No need, I can go by myself.”

But the man’s warm body temperature pressed against hers and his voice was husky and low. “Didn’t you just ask me to help?”

She thought it was Mia so she said so! Suddenly, Ranita remembered how she had acted coquettishly earlier and wanted to find a hole to hide in.

Oh no! Her image in front of Brendon was about to collapse!

“You’re not going in? Do I have to come with you?” In the moment of Ranita’s daze, she found herself unconsciously being led to the entrance of the restroom. Brendon helped her turn on the lights, his gaze now containing less indifference and more teasing.

Ranita blushed at his words.

“No need. I can handle it myself.” She quickly closed the door behind her and looked at herself in the mirror with cheeks suddenly turning red as she remembered their wedding night three years ago.

Unable to resist, Ranita was taken aback by Brendon’s cold but gentlemanly gesture as he carried her to the entrance of the bathroom, urging her to take a shower. She was only wearing a nightgown at the time, her neck and chest adorned with love marks left by him.

That hint of tenderness made the seed of affection in her heart grow into a towering tree.

At that moment, she gazed at Brendon with hope, thinking that maybe she had a chance.

“Idiot!” Ranita turned on the faucet and let the cold water wash away her memories.

Taking a deep breath, Ranita calmed down the restlessness that shouldn’t have been there.