Chapter 584 She Felt Warm Inside
However, there was one thing in particr that hit on ir only when the topic was brought up. It
suddenly dawned on her that whenever she was close to Wesley, she would easily get injured or sick.
However, when Wesley wasn''t by her side, her physical health remained beyond very good. She
couldn''t understand why.
Together, they made their way towards the exit of the supermarket. A worker was standing there,
checking the purchase receipts before letting anyone exit with a shopping bag. Wesley''s hands were
full, so he had to ask ir, "Get the receipt from my pocket."
"Okay..." Without thinking much, ir walked up to him and reached her hand inside his coat-pocket. It
seemed like the most logical ce to start.
Wesley lowered his head to look at her with a sidelong nce. "No, it''s inside the pocket of my
trousers."
"Oh." ir then moved her hand down and put it into one of the pockets of his trousers. While she was
groping around for the receipt, she could clearly feel his hard muscle through the thin clothing.
Both of their facial expressions changed subtly. "Not this side. The other one," Wesley said in a low
voice, sounding a little hoarse and trying to ignore the soft hand roaming around his pockets.
"Oh well... Got it." ''The wrong pocket again?'' ir pursed her lips. ''What is going on with you, ir?''
she scolded herself inwardly.
She then moved to the other side and carefully reached her hand inside the pocket again. She felt a
wad of cash. To avoid more trouble, she drew them all out of his pocket and finally saw the receipt
embedded within the hurried roll.
She withdrew the long, white piece of paper and put the money back into his pocket.
Without turning her head around, she walked straight to the worker standing at the exit. She felt
embarrassed to make eye contact with him. She tried tofort herself by saying that it was inevitable
and anyone would be if they touched someone''s hard muscle.
The rain hadn''t stopped yet. ir took the umbre and tried to hold it for the two of them.
But Wesley was too tall for her to reach. Even with her arm lifted vertically straight, the umbre was
touching his hairs.
Wesley gathered all the shopping bags in his right hand and grabbed the umbre from her in his left
hand, holding it up for the two of them.
The heavy weight on his right hand made the blue veins in his right arm pop out. ir saw that and she
couldn''t take it anymore. She reached out for the lighter bag that she had held a few moments before.
"Let me carry this one. I can hold it. It''s difficult for you to hold the umbre this way," she told him with
concern in her voice.
However, instead of listening to her, Wesley gave the umbre back to her and walked into the rain
straight away. "Hold it for yourself. It''s just a drizzle. I don''t need it. You get inside the car quickly and I''ll
put the bags in the trunk."
With that, he ran towards his car in the rain. Looking at his receding figure, ir suddenly felt a surge
of warmth course through her heart.
This man never talked sweet orforting words to women, or anyone for that matter. But, he showed
his tenderness by putting it into action. She could easily feel his consideration for her—he didn''t want
her to carry anything, and he didn''t want her to get wet. Yet there was no way he was going to say it out
loud.
When Wesley finally got into the driver''s seat, his hair was dripping with raindrops. ir hadn''t fastened
her seatbelt yet. She had been waiting for him with a few tissues in her hands, knowing that he would
need them as soon as he got back. Now, she leaned her body closer to him, wiping the water off his
short hair.
He was stunned by her sudden gesture. For a moment, he didn''t know what to do and just let her do
that.
But after she was done with his hair, she began to wipe his face; he then came back to his senses and
grabbed hold of her wrist to stop her. "Don''t bother. I''m a man. I''m okay with a little bit of rain."
He didn''t let go of her hand though he was done speaking. The soft feeling of her hand was upying
his mind, filling with a gentle yet arousing feeling.
ir knew he was going to say that and wouldn''t hear otherwise, so she didn''t insist and nodded,
"Okay."
She wanted to draw her hand back but he didn''t let go. As she slowly wrenched her wrist to break free,
he gripped it even tighter.
Under the dim light of the parking lot, ir looked at the man who seemed to be absorbed in thought.
"What''s wrong?" she asked in a confused tone.
Wesley didn''t respond. Instead, he locked gazes with her.
Silence filled the air of the car. At that very second, ir suddenly remembered something she had
read on the Inte. ''If you and a man look at each other for ten seconds and the man kisses you, it
means that you are his one true love.''
But she shook this thought away at once. ''Wesley doesn''t have a shroud of feeling for me. How is it
possible that...
I''m his...one true love?''
While she was lost in thought, she suddenly saw the man''s face be bigger before her eyes.
The next second, his lips fell on hers.
Shocked, ir blinked and wondered, ''He kissed me within less than ten seconds. So does he love
me?''
Moreover, to deepen the kiss, he wrapped his right arm around her, pulling her closer to him and
holding her tighter. ir felt as if her whole body was going to be pulled to the driver''s seat the next
moment. Was this it?
She had no idea what had caused this sudden impulse to kiss her. Whatever the reason was, ir
wasn''t going to refuse Wesley''s active kiss, and she would even ask for more. So she actively leaned
forward and locked her arms around his neck to keep up with his passion. It felt good!
Romance began to fill the air inside the spacious car. Pretty soon, both of them felt short of breath due
to the passionate kiss and the rushing blood.
"ir." She heard him mumble her name.
"Yes..." she whispered as their foreheads touched.
Wesley cupped his big hands on her smooth cheeks, while staring at her red lips, not replying with any
words. His eyes were filled with an ocean ofplicated emotions right now: tenderness, desire,
Just as she was able to catch a little breath, his lips were pressed on hers again. This time, he really
pulled her over to the driver''s seat and made her sit on hisp. His kiss was getting more intense now.
A lot of questions marks popped up in her head. ''Didn''t he say he didn''t love me? What''s all this now?''
It''s human nature to want more once they get one thing. Wesley was no exception to this rule. He
couldn''t help running his hands over her body. He was going to take advantage of this situation.
When ir was feeling more and more suffocated due to the intense kiss, the vibration of his cell
phone cut through the thick air of romance inside the car.
They froze. His lips left hers. Realizing that she was sitting on hisp, ir flushed a deep shade of
red. She didn''t dare to look at his eyes. In a fluster, she pried his arm away from her waist and
managed to make it to the passenger seat.
She smoothened her hair and looked outside the window, pretending to be calm, though in reality, her
heart was pumping at an insane rate.
Wesley was no better than ir. His eyes were still thick with desire. He rolled down the car window
and took a deep breath to adjust his breathing. After he felt a little better, he pulled his buzzing phone
out. "Mom."
"Why haven''t you twoe back yet? It''s raining outside. Did you take an umbre?" Cecelia had only
found out it was raining when she had gone out to hang some clothes in the balcony.
Closing his eyes, he leaned against the seat and told her, "Yes, we did. We''ll be back in a few minutes."
He breathed in ir''s fragrance floating in the air as he spoke.
"Okay. Be careful. Drive ir back before you leave since it''s raining now," Cecelia demanded. She
didn''t know her phone call had interrupted her son''s intimate, romantic moment.
"Will do."
After ending the call, Wesley fired up the engine and drove away. They both kept silent on their way
back. Both of them were half filled with desire and half with confusion.
By the time they arrived at the apartmentplex, the rain had already stopped. As usual, Wesley
would not let ir exit on her own and carried her out of his huge car. Affected by the kiss earlier, he
didn''t let go of her even after putting her to her feet. With his arms wrapped around her waist, he
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whispered softly, "Don''t go out with Niles. You two aren''t meant for each other."
ir was rendered speechless. When had she even said that she would date Niles? And why did
Wesley care about this? She deliberately provoked him, "Niles and I aren''t meant for each other? So
does that mean if I find a suitable man, I can go out with him?"
Wesley answered her with a deeper and more imperious kiss this time. ir felt ufortable so she
kept stepping backwards. However, even after her back was pressed against the car door, he still didn''t
let go of her.
Meanwhile, some distance away from the romantic pair, a group of men were whispering to each other.
"Wow! Who said that our chief loves men?"