Chapter 138
Late at night, Virgil sat up in bed, turned on the light, and picked up his phone to make a call. “Bring me a cup of honey water
After hanging up, he got out of bed, grabbed a cigarette and a lighter, and sat down on the couch. He lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply, the smoke swirling around him
There was a restlessness that he couldn’t shake, and his mind kept returning to the intense pleasure of the previous night…
After smoking for a while, Virgil reached for his phone again, opened his contacts, and his finger hovered over Moira’s name. He was about to dial her, but then her voice echoed in his mind: “Virgil, I think I like you a little.”
He paused for a moment, and then put the phone down. He crushed the cigarette into the ashtray and decided to take a cold shower to clear his
head
Just then, his phone vibrated.
Virgil stopped in his tracks, turned around, and picked up the phone. He glanced at the screen and answered.
On the other end, Moira’s gentle, worried voice came through. “Virgil, are you still working?”
Virgil remained silent. When she didn’t hear his response, she asked again, “Are you coming home tonight!”
The word “home” resonated deeply within him, stirring a wave of emotions in his chest.
Virgil swallowed hard and hoarsely replied. “Are you at home?
“Yes.” Moira paused for a moment before quickly adding, “I moved back from Zen’s place.”
“I’m coming back now“Virgil was about to hang up, but Moira quickly asked, “Have you been drinking!”
She knew Virgil sometimes had late–night business events, and she was worried about him driving under the influence. “If you’ve been drinking, don’t drive Just tell me the address, and I’ll come pick you up
Allough Moira didn’t own a car, she had a driver’s license. She had driven Austin home my times after his late–night business events.
Virgil was momentarily taken aback. It was the first time someone Bad cared for him like this, and that person was his wife.
The feeling wasn’t bad.
He couldn’t help but smile slightly, his lips curling up as he replied. “I haven’t been drinking
“Then drive safely, Moira said.
“Okay” After hanging up. Virgil changed his clothes, grabbed his car keys, and hurriedly headed for the door.
Just as Anne was bringing up a cup of honey water, she saw Virgil coming downstairs and quickly asked, “Mr. Adams, it’s so late. Where are you going?”
Virgil didn’t respond. He simply walked past Anne and left the villa
Once Moira set her phone down, sleep eluded her. She just couldn’t shake the feeling of unease.
It was solare
She got up and walked over to the floor–to–ceiling window, staring out into the night for what seemed like an eternity. She knew from this high up. there was nothing to see, but still, her gaze remained fixed on the narrow gap between the two buildings.
Shen’t sure how long she stood there, but eventually, the sound of a door opening reached her ears. The soundproofing in her room was excellent, but in the stillness of the night, even the slightest noise seemed amplified.
Moira immediately opened her bedroom door.
Virgil walked in from the foyer. Their eyes met, and she smiled faintly. “You’re back”
Her voice, soft and warm, carried a note of joy and shyness she hadn’t even realized she was feeling.
Virgil looked at her eyes, unable to hide the happiness she felt. Any frustration in his heart seemed to melt away in that moment, leaving him calm and composed.
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Chapter 138
He gave a soft hum and walked over, reaching up to gently pat her head.
She had washed her hair earlier, and it was soft and voluminous, silky to the touch. It felt so smooth beneath his hard
Virgil, holding back the urge to touch her hair again, spoke gently and steadily. “It’s getting late. You should rest.”
With that, he turned and headed back to his own room.
Moira stood there, her heart racing, a light flush spreading across her cheeks. She covered her face with her hands, feeling the warmth in her palms. In that moment, she was certain she had feelings for Virgil
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