Chapter 1545

Chapter 1545

She approached the door and poked her head out to steal a peek inside, and that was when the door suddenly slid open.

She was immediately confronted by John’s towering figure.

Fresh out of the shower, he looked rejuvenated, the texture of his skin was lustrous. She could see his Adam’s apple and collar

bone underneath his unbuttoned collar, his chest was toned and shapely.

She was taken by shock.

The heat that poured out of the bathroom seemed to cloud her mind as she found herself staring enchanted at his chest.

What a body...

She gulped.

John observed her reaction and remained silent.

After a short silence, he smirked and proceeded to button the top of his shirt.

With that, the show was over. The curtains that were the fabric of his clothes had concealed the skin underneath.

Sherry snapped back to her senses. She turned to John and greeted him sheepishly,” Hi.”

John squinted suspiciously and immediately went to tease her. “Hey yourself. Did you come here to spy on me in the shower like

a creep?”

“No!” Sherry refuted the accusation and explained, “I heard some noises inside here so | came to investigate.”

John chuckled, then he suddenly unbuttoned his clothes without warning.

He pried his collars open again.

She stared at it subconsciously.

He noticed her staring and asked with a smile, “How's the view?”

She froze, and then stammered, “What are you talking about? | only looked because

you suddenly unbuttoned your collar, it caught my attention.”

“| see.” John chuckled.

She could feel her cheeks turning red, so she prepared to leave.

He grabbed her by her ponytail.

She turned around and scowled. “Let go!”

He smiled seductively. “You know, this isn’t the best place to do this but if you want, you can come inside here and | can let you

stare as much as you want.”

Stare as much as she wanted?

The bathroom was a very cramped space. If she were to enter with him, he was definitely going to lock the door. What if her lust

got the better of her and she ended up seduced...?

Sherry refused adamantly. “No thank you! I’ve seen your body enough times back then and I’m sick of it!”

John smirked. “I’m in much better shape now compared to back then.”

Better than several years ago?

What sort of improvements had he made?

Sherry’s eyes glowed up, then she continued shaking her head vigorously.

No, she only married him for Caprice. She was going to steal Caprice away eventually, so she could not let these idle thoughts

distract her.

She had enough time to recover her composure. She was not going to cave in.

“| don’t care and I’m not interested!” she cried out. Then when she noticed John still holding her by her ponytail, she warned him

sternly, “Let go of your filthy hands or else!”

John looked at her bewitchingly. “Sherry, are you absolutely sure you don’t want to see?”

Sherry shook her head and insisted. “No!”

“Alright then.” He swiftly let go and re—buttoned the collar of his shirt.

Sherry was surprised that she felt a vague sense of disappointment when she saw John buttoning his shirt. Then she promptly

turned back to the room where Caprice was resting.

Caprice was still sound asleep.

Her adorable sleeping expression helped relieve the nerve and tension Sherry had been feeling.

She heaved a sigh, then sat on the edge of the bed to bask in Caprice’s peaceful presence.

John joined her after drying his hair.

He put his gold-rimmed glasses back on and strapped a watch on his wrist. He looked every bit like a professional leader of a

company.

Nothing like the wolfish pervert when he emerged from the shower.