Chapter 1194 - 1221: All-Around Household Expert Jiang (2)

Chapter 1194: Chapter 1221: All-Around Household Expert Jiang (2)

Or perhaps it’s just a habit, making her instinctively sacrifice for him.

He realized he might have been wrong, but it was too late.

Camden River looked deeply into her eyes, sitting on the bed for a while, and said softly, "Thank you for being so good to me. I understand now, I won’t force you anymore. Let’s get along, and if you find someone else you like, remember to let me know."

"Hmm." Windsor Myres replied in a low voice.

"Sleep." Camden River smiled faintly and turned off the bedside lamp.

With the light off, sleep still eluded him.

He’s been suffering from insomnia lately, even with closed eyes, his mind remains incredibly alert.

He didn’t know how long it had been until he heard the gentle, even breathing beside him; Windsor Myres had fallen asleep.

Camden River got up again, put on his slippers, and went to the balcony.

The night was deep, distant specks of light twinkling, surrounded by quietness, leaving his heart feeling desolate and cold, like a traveler in disarray, walking alone through a snowy, icy path where no road was visible.

Camden River stood on the balcony smoking two cigarettes, before going back to bed.

He slept late, but rose early.

The faint morning light filtered through the thin curtain, brightening the room.

He opened his eyes, meeting a face mere inches away.

Windsor Myres hadn’t woken up yet, her soft hair spread across the pillow, eyes shut tight, eyelashes lowered, against her tender cheeks, she looked slightly pink and puffy, sleep-rumpled, lips pursed, somewhat endearing and childlike.

She never wears makeup and is well-nourished, Windsor Myres actually has good skin, natural and healthy.

She’s clearly not at all chubby, but her face always gives an impression of plushness, probably due to the shape.

There’s a certain laziness in the morning, and Camden River watched her, uncharacteristically allowing his thoughts to wander.

Before he had a chance to get up, Windsor Myres suddenly threw an arm over, encircling his neck, her face instinctively burrowing into the crook of his neck.

Max Turner and Mila Davis doted on their only treasure, and Windsor Myres’s room in the Turner Family’s house was very large, including the bed, with a five-foot-tall plush toy long stationed on it, thus she was never a tidy sleeper.

Originally sleeping on her side facing away from Camden River, after a night passed, she was nestled near Camden River, sleep-hazy, unaware she was at the River Family’s house, still thinking she was in her own bed, and Camden River was suddenly transformed into her plush toy.

An arm wrapped around his neck, face buried in his neckline, she even raised a foot to hook over him, her whole body leaned sideways, inelegantly tangled around Camden River.

Even though there was a blanket between them, Camden River was momentarily stunned.

He wasn’t unfamiliar with being entwined like this.

But this sudden feeling was completely different from what Windsor Myres had ever given him.

Windsor Myres was alluring and sexy, at most wearing a silky slip dress in bed, with a beautiful face and big wavy hair, though young, she had a mature sensuality of a grown woman.

Windsor Myres’s actions were like those of a child.

Embracing him, fumbling against his neck, not inciting any embarrassing desires, only evoking helpless amusement.

Her breath lingered on his bare skin; he was fleetingly unsure what to do.

Camden River remained rigid, fearing any movement might disturb her sleep, and since it was still early, he just stayed still, allowing Windsor Myres’s indecorous embrace, patiently waiting for her to wake up.

The feeling of holding a person is naturally not the same as holding a plush toy.

Admittedly, it’s uncomfortable.