Chapter 1025

Chapter 1025 When Sylvia stood up, she lost her footing. Since she had used too much force as well, not only did she not push

Odell away, but she also ended up throwing herself into his embrace.

Thud.

Her head hit his chest.

Sylvia wanted to step back, but found that her waist had been encircled by Odell.

Holding her with one arm, he lowered his handsome face to meet her eyes. His voice was husky. “Don't be hasty. Go and get a

bath first. I'll be here. | won't run away.”

After speaking, his warm lips left a kiss on her forehead as if he was reassuring her.

Sylvia was speechless.

She had only lost her footing. There had not been any other meaning to that.

She instantly wanted to push him away.

However, at that moment, Odell released her. He patted her head and said hoarsely, “Go. I'll wait for you.”

Sylvia slapped his hands away and ran into the bathroom.

She took a long bath. Only when her emotions had calmed and her expression had returned to normal, did she put on her

pajamas and come out.

The man’s tall figure was lying on one side of the bed. In his hands was the magazine that she had been reading earlier.

When he saw that she had exited the bathroom, he placed the magazine back onto the table. The corners of his lips lifted into a

smirk. His deep—set eyes gazed at her.

Moreover, the neckline of Odell‘s robe was still falling open toward both sides. The beautiful view of his chest was revealed even

more than when he had just stepped out of the bathroom.

Sylvia‘s face heated up. She quickly averted her gaze. She walked around the bed and got into it from the other side.

She pulled a corner of the quilt and lay down with her back facing him while keeping a distance between them.

Snap.

Odell turned off the warm-toned lights on the wall.

The room was immediately shrouded in darkness.

Next, a rustling sound came from behind Sylvia.

Before she could react, a long arm slid under her waist and wrapped around her.

Her entire back was pressed to the man‘s wide, firm chest.

His breath tickled her neck.

Sylvia‘s body heated up. She said irritatedly, “Go away. Don't touch me.”

Odell did not say a word but his long arm remained wrapped

around her without letting go.

Sylvia tried to push him away with her elbow.

Odell increased his strength.

Sylvia could not even move.

Twisting back towards him, she exclaimed softly, “Odell Carter, don‘t push your luck!”

Odell still did not let go. He said in a low voice, “Be good. Don‘t move.”

Sylvia twisted her body even more.

Then, the tip of his nose suddenly touched the back of her neck.‘ | won't be able to hold myself back anymore if you keep

moving.”

His breath was hot, and his throat hoarse.

Sylvia‘s body stiffened and she no longer dared to move.

She still had not regained six years‘ worth of memories. However, during her first two years of marriage with Odell in the past,

even though he rarely returned home, he would press her to the bed if she approached him in her pajamas when he returned

home at night.

His reaction at that moment obviously meant that he wanted to have sex.

Sylvia pressed her lips together and did not make a sound. Her body was also like a sculpture, unmoving.

He was not as repulsive to her as when she had just regained her memory, but she was still not comfortable sleeping with him

yet.

The room quickly turned quiet.

It was so quiet that Sylvia could listen to Odell's breathing change from quick to slow and then slow to steady.

The strength with which he was hugging her loosened greatly as well.

Not long after, he whispered, “Go to sleep.”

Sylvia closed her eyes.

Perhaps it was because his embrace was so comfortable, her consciousness began to get blurry.

She rolled over and slept with her face pressed against him.

In the dim lighting, Odell's gaze lowered. Seeing her small face pressed to his chest, he smiled quietly.