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    Late at night, a car stopped in front of a luxurious private vi. Sydney parked at the entrance, but didn''t get out for a long time. It wasn''t until someone knocked on the car window that Sydney regained her senses, and she lowered the window.


    Outside the car, Geoffrey looked at her with a big smile. "You came. I''ve been waiting for you for a long time."


    He opened the car door for Sydney like a gentleman, but Sydney knew all too well what kind of person he was.N?velDrama.Org exclusive content.


    She grabbed her bag, and got out of the car.


    Geoffrey extended his hand. "Let me carry your bag."


    "No need," she said, walking directly into the vi.


    Geoffrey followed, asking, "Have you had dinner?"


    "Yes."


    "Would you like some supper?"


    "No, thank you."


    Sydney headed straight upstairs.


    Once they reached the room, Sydney put her bag aside and started undressing.


    Geoffrey stood there, arms crossed and watching her.


    Halfway through undressing, Sydney said coldly, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and take off your clothes. I need to leave after we''re done."


    "Why should you when it''s alreadyte?" Geoffrey stepped forward, then helped her remove her jacket and unbutton her shirt. "Stay the night. We can have breakfast together tomorrow morning."


    He stripped off Sydney''s clothes piece by piece, then lifted her onto the bed.


    Geoffrey lowered his head to kiss her, but Sydney blocked his mouth. "Where''s my ne? Give it back."


    Geoffrey reached under the pillow, pulled out a ne, and dangled it in front of her. "Is this the one?"


    Just as Sydney was about to grab it, Geoffrey dodged and said, "Don''t be hasty. Let me put it on for you."


    Geoffrey''srge hand cupped the back of her head as he was about to put the ne on her, but Sydney forcefully broke free.


    "I don''t need you to put it on for me. If you''re going to do it, do it quickly. I need to leave after we''re done."


    Geoffrey gripped the ne tightly, pressing her hands to the sides. "Stay here tonight. Don''t go."


    "Are you ordering me?" Sydney asked coldly.


    Geoffrey smiled gently, cing hisrge hand of her face. "I just miss you. I want you to stay with me longer. If you leave, I''ll follow you to your mother-inw''s house and tell her just how beautiful her daughter-inw looks in bed."


    Sydney pped him hard, the force of which left a red handprint on Geoffrey''s face.


    However, Geoffrey didn''t seem angry. He just touched his tingling cheek and smiled.


    "You''re angry," he remarked.


    He suddenly grasped Sydney''s chin, his gaze turning icy. "I want you to be angry. Otherwise, you wouldn''t know how far I''m willing to go."


    Sydney raised her hand to p him


    again, but Geoffrey grabbed her


    wrist in one swift motion.


    "Sweetheart, once is enough Don''t


    push your luck."


    He maliciously bit her finger. Then, he forcibly fastened the ne around her neck. "I like you wearing this ne. It''s beautiful."


    Sydney sneered, "You''re a sick pervert."


    "That''s right, I''m a pervert." Geoffrey didn''t deny it. "A pervert who loves you."


    As he unbuttoned his shirt, he said,


    "Sydney, we''ve lived half our lives already. Wouldn''t it be nice to do as you please? I can make you very happy."


    Sydney disdainfully turned her head to the side, not even bothering to look at him.


    Geoffrey threw all his clothes on the floor and lowered his head to kiss her. At that moment, a phone rang.


    "Sweetheart, your phone''s ringing. Do you want to answer it?"


    "No," Sydney said. "Just hurry up."


    She wanted to finish this as quickly as possible.


    Seeing how eager Sydney was, Geoffrey became more intrigued. He reached into Sydney''s bag, took out her phone, and nced at it.


    Seeing the caller ID, a gleam shed in his eyes. He waved the phone in front of her. "It''s your husband calling."