Fit For Your Love

When Rachel walked in the bedroom, she found that Everett was not in the bedroom.

She paused, went to the cloakroom to get her night dress, and went to the bathroom.

Since Everett was not in the bedroom at this time, it was very likely that he was in the study. Normally, she would not disturb him at such a time. Rachel soon went to the bathroom. Not long after, there was the sound of water.

In the study, Everett was sitting in an executive chair with his cell phone in his hand. He was talking on his cell phone.

"Mr. James is going to hold a concert in Paris in a month. He's flying to Paris at eight o'clock tonight."

Now it was night in Évian-les-Bains, but it was daytime in Captain City, and there were still a few hours before dark.

Everett looked ahead. His eyes were as black as the night outside.

"Keep me informed of all his whereabouts after he arrives in Paris."

"Yes."

When he hung up, Everett put his phone down. He rested his fingers on the screen of the phone, rubbing against it from time to time. Rachel felt very hot after taking a shower. Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on in the bedroom and it was not hot.

She was wiping her hair with a dry towel in her hand.

She washed her hair, so her long hair was wet. She was going to dry it.

It was hard to dry her hair just by wiping it with a towel.

But as soon as she came out and reached the bed, the bedroom door was opened.

Rachel stopped and looked at the man who came in.

Everett also stopped and looked at Rachel who was wiping her hair with a towel.

They met, and Everett's eyes quickly fell on Rachel.

The bedroom was cool with the air conditioner on. Besides, Rachel had just taken a shower and came out of the bathroom, so the bedroom was also filled with the fragrance of shower gel. She had washed her hair, so her hair smelled of shampoo. The light fragrance of shampoo, and the fragrance of shower gel permeated the whole bedroom.

She was wearing a nightdress with puffy sleeves and a boat neck, revealing her slender neck and delicate collarbone.

The nightdress reached to her calves. It was loose and covered most of her body. However, when Everett looked at her, he felt a surge of desire for her. He always felt a surge of desire for her.

Rachel felt Everett's gaze on her body, and her face, flushed by the heat, grew even redder.

She clutched the towel and looked away, "It's late. You should go wash up."

Then she went to the cloakroom and dried her hair with a hairdryer.

There was a separate area in the cloakroom for hair drying.

Everett looked at Rachel, who walked into the cloakroom. He unbuttoned the two buttons at his collar and walked into the bathroom.

When he was with Melody, he was never tempted to have sex with her. He thought it was normal because they had known each other for a long time. But after being with Olivia, he wasn't like this.

Her every move, her voice and her words all seeped into his heart like air and stopped forever.

He began to notice her, wanted to get close to her, and wanted to get in touch with her.

Then, it all happened naturally.

He didn't know that he liked her, still less did he know that he loved her.

He thought it was a man's normal physiological needs, and he thought it was a revenge for Melody's betrayal.

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He hurt the person he loved the most and caused her irreparable pain.

He was sorry for her.

He thought, "Olivia, in this life, whether you hate me or blame me, I want you and I will not let you go."

Rachel was drying her hair. When she listened to the sound outside, her heart beat faster.

She wanted to accept Everett's love, but the moment he appeared in front of her and the moment he looked at her, she wanted to run away from him.

How could she have such an idea? Wasn't he her husband?