Mr. CEO's Substitute Bride-Chapter 281 - 277. Feeling as if bathed in the gentle breeze of spring

As if a spell had been cast, Titus Zane raised his eyes to look at him, a soft "okay" spilled from his full lips, not very loud, sounding somewhat hesitant.

The corners of his lips lifted in a gentle arc, and Wesley Foley took Titus Zane’s hand, leading her toward the bedroom.

The entire apartment wasn’t very big, about a hundred square meters, but each element of decoration was styled for a homely feel, not luxurious, yet very warm, just like the man before her.

He didn’t have Nathan Moore’s towering presence, nor his majestic physique, even less of his sharp and enchantingly handsome face; the man before her was like spring rain, nurturing silently, effortlessly transmitting his warmth to you, so comfortably that you didn’t want to resist.

The hand held by Wesley squeezed tightly; what was once holding fingers, was now fully enveloped, "Are you satisfied?"

Titus Zane turned his face, meeting Wesley Foley’s gentle gaze, in which she saw a flicker of emotion, that she had seen in Logan Ray’s eyes...

For a moment, Titus Zane was lost in thought.

Because, belatedly, she realized that actually, Wesley Foley’s temperament was very similar to Logan Ray’s; both were refined like jade, gentlemanly elegant, even the way they looked at her, with eyes so alike, holding deep affection that seemed to dissolve her...

In her daze, a gentle voice entered her ear, "May I kiss you?"

Before she could react, a shadow fell over her, it was Wesley Foley’s handsome face closing in, one hand holding hers, the other cupping the side of her face, a warmth landed on the faint pink scar on her forehead.

Perhaps it was the warmth that held the power to soothe and enchant, Titus Zane did not resist, instinctively closing her eyes, allowing the warmth to linger on the scar, a gentle twirling of the tongue, a warm sensation she found herself... coveting.

The warmth traveled, tracing her eyebrows and nose, moving bit by bit, each touch as gentle as a spring breeze,

The hand that was held became intertwined with Wesley Foley’s index finger, while that warmth had also landed on the corner of her lips, as he was about to gently savor Titus Zane’s lips, she suddenly opened her eyes and took a step back to maintain a safe distance, looking at the handsome face before her with an awkward expression.

The sensation on her lips gone, Wesley Foley instinctively raised his gaze, his hand that had been on Titus Zane’s face lingering in mid-air due to her withdrawal, looking at her, his misty eyes holding an emotion that Titus Zane couldn’t decipher.

"I’m sorry, I... I..." One hand still interlocked with Wesley Foley’s fingers, Titus Zane raised her other hand to gather the loose waves by her ear, her gaze shifted to the side, too timid to meet Wesley Foley’s eyes, she bit her lower lip hesitantly before saying, "Things are moving a bit fast, I... am not quite used to it..."

A sigh sounded before her, and Wesley Foley took another step forward, raising his hand, his pale long fingers brushed Titus Zane’s hair, gently smoothing it as he said, "At our age, it’s not suitable for us to be in for the long run..."

Titus Zane...

With a puzzled look in her eyes, as if not quite grasping the meaning of Wesley Foley’s ’long run’, she slowly reacted with a newfound understanding, her full lips curving into a smile.

He must be talking about a marathon of love.

Suddenly curious, Titus Zane simply asked.

"Have you never had a girlfriend before?"

At thirty-eight, if he said no, she wouldn’t believe him. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Wesley Foley’s hands gently grasped Titus Zane’s, his pale long fingers intertwined with hers, gently swinging as he lowered his phoenix eyes shading the emotions within, the corner of his lips revealing a curve, Titus Zane heard him say.

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