Sextuplets From Ruthless Love

Jessica nodded. A sprinkle of red spread across her cheeks.

That was not why she touched him!

"Is my nose bridge very hard?" he asked.

His grip on her hand did not loosen. He was purposely trying to start a conversation.

"Yes..." Jessica answered with embarrassment.

She wanted to take her hand back, but Trevor had a tight grip on it.

"Touch something else that's hard."

As he said that, Trevor moved her hand...

Jessica was flustered and immediately resisted. "No, no. I shouldn't touch it."

She wondered, Something else? What does he mean!

"It's fine. Just touch it."

Trevor did not hesitate and continued to move her

hand until it eventually landed at his waist area.

"The ribcage is much harder than the nose bridge."

Hearing this, Jessica gulped subconsciously and breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, that's what you meant..."

Jessica had the fright of her life. She thought he was talking about something else which was not very appropriate. "What did you think?"

Trevor looked at her flushed face quizzically. Then, he chuckled, as if teasing her.

"I thought you meant your arm boneorthigh bone," Jessica hurriedly answered to mask her embarrassment. "Perhaps I thought too much."

"Miss Secretary, you're being dishonest. I can see from your eyes that you're hiding something. You're lying." Trevor laughed and released her hand. He propped

himself up on his arm and looked at her.

He thought that the woman's flustered look was adorable. The next moment, his mind wandered and thought about how she looked lying in bed. It was even more adorable...

It was so adorable that it stirred his heart.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Jessica shook her head and said, "Mr. Gulliford, get out of bed. It's not appropriate for a man and woman to share a bed. We should have some distance between us." "Are you nervous?"

How could Trevor bear to let go of his precious baby just like that?

"No."

Jessica hovered her hand over the wound on her waist. With her other hand, she leaned against the bed and prepared to get up.

If he wouldn't go, then she would.

"Trying to run? Are you scared I'll find out that you're

lying?"

"You're overthinking."

"In fact, every inch of my body is open for you to touch if you want to. Hard or soft, it doesn't matter."

The explicit words made Jessica's ears redden like a ripe tomato.

She struggled to get up, but did not forget to refute. "I don't want to touch it."

Trevor grabbed her shoulders and forcefully pushed her back down onto the bed, while still being mindful not to hurt her.

"You don't want to touch me?" Trevor said as he leaned over on top of her.

His legs were supporting most of his weight, so that Jessica would not feel the weight of his body on her.

"Mr. Gulliford, what are you doing? I don't want to touch you!"

Jessica's heart was in turmoil. She

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had not seen this man in three years. He couldn't possibly wanttojump to that step already, could he?

"I want to touch you."

The man spoke very frankly. He did not hold back at all.

"Mr. Gulliford, do you even know what you're saying?"

"I do. You touched my nose bridge and waist. Don't you think I should touch you too?"Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

As he spoke, Trevor's long finger found its way to her nose bridge.

"Mine is fake. My whole face has been redone. I used to be very ugly," Jessica said without hesitation.

She wanted to let Trevor know that

she had had work done to her face,

because many men did not like

women who had gotten plastic surgery. FindNovel

During the car accident, her face had been disfigured to the point where she was unrecognizable. Her nose was@rushed to bits, so she had to

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get a new, fake one. Conte?

"Why do I feel like your face was probably very enchanting even before plastic surgery?"

Trevor's breathing was rapid. Looking at the woman who was so close to him, his heart began beating out

of control.