Chapter 668



Caught between dreams and waking, Kallie’s eyes fluttered open and focused on Jake.

“Jake!” Kallie gasped, her voice thin and distant, as though she believed she was still dreaming.

“Stay still,” Jake instructed with a frown, trying to maintain some distance to think clearly.

Yet, as he watched her teeter on the edge of the bed, his resolve wavered. With a sigh, he moved closer to steady her, his actions softer than his words.

Enfolded in his comforting embrace, Kallie felt the warmth spread through her, calming her considerably.

However, she couldn’t suppress her body’s reflex. Her hands shot up, grasping at Jake’s collar as she attempted to pull herself up for a kiss.

Jake’s complexion flushed a deep crimson, his ears not spared, his reaction uncharacteristically shy. His voice, rough and laced with a barely concealed warning, broke the silence. “Don’t move. If you keep this up, I’ll have to throw you out.” Yet, his warning fell on deaf ears.

Kallie, undeterred, began to pull at his clothes.

“Stop moving,” Jake implored, his voice tinged with helplessness.

Kallie paused to look up at him, her eyes blinking rapidly. Suddenly, tears brimmed and spilled over. Feeling utterly wronged, she balled her fists and thumped them weakly against Jake’s chest. Her hits were repetitive but lacked strength, her energy seemingly drained by the drug.

“Jake, what do you mean? You don’t recognize me?” Kallie sobbed, her voice cracking with emotion. “Did you forget how eagerly you pursued me, asking to remarry? Have you forgotten how you pleaded for me and our child to accept you?” At that moment, the weight of her feelings of injustice overwhelmed her, and she wept uncontrollably, grasping at Jake’s shirt.

Jake was baffled by her words. Yet, just like that night at the bar, the sight of her tears shattered his heart. It felt as though he had truly wronged her.

Without realizing it, Kallie ended up seated in Jake’s lap, cradled in his embrace, whispering, “Even if this is just a dream, I’ll embrace it. Because in my dreams, I can see you.”

Jake gazed down at her, and moved by an impulse he couldn’t explain, he reached out to brush away her tears.

Kallie caught his hand, lifting her gaze to his.

Gradually, their lips met.

At the touch, something snapped within Jake’s mind. His resistance crumbled. He pulled her closer with every passing second.

Under the influence of the drugs, Kallie reciprocated with equal fervor.

Jake’s sense of reason faded, and he gently pushed her down onto the room’s lone sofa. He traced his fingers along her slim waist, kissing her with burning passion.

Kallie struggled, her palms pressing weakly against Jake’s chest in an attempt to push him away.

Jake’s fingers had already started to undo Kallie’s clothes. He was consumed by a surging desire that left no room for thought. His eyes burned with intense lust.

Just as Jake was poised to go further, a loud knock at the door sounded.

The knock shattered the moment, reverberating in Jake’s ears. Abruptly, he was pulled from his haze, startled to see Kallie tousled and red-faced in his embrace.

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