To the Love of My Life-Chapter 918 - Learning to Say No (8)_1

Chapter 918 -918 Learning to Say No (8)_1

Madeleine had kissed Howard Coleman once on her own initiative as a result of a bet, and it was on the night before she asked Howard for a divorce.

That time, she was upset and afraid of losing him due to Anita Madris’s appearance and didn’t remember at all what that kiss felt like.

When Howard kissed her so fiercely this time, she realized that his kisses were incredibly dominant, dominant as if he wanted to suck all the oxygen from her chest.

Madeleine’s mind was blank, and she knew she should resist, and she also knew that Howard might be drunk and not in his right mind at this moment.

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Yet, when faced with Howard, she never learned how to refuse him.

When Madeleine’s mind started to regain some clarity, Howard’s ferocious kiss softened, as if he were cherishing a deeply loved woman.

The struggle in Madeleine’s mind disappeared in an instant, like a kite let loose in the wind, gone in the blink of an eye; she couldn’t care about anything else and was completely immersed in Howard’s kiss.

Howard was actually very sober. He impulsively went to the place where she stayed and ended up seeing Andrew Henris drive her home. He didn’t know what they were talking about, but he could see Andrew Henris holding her hand and looking at her with an extraordinary gaze, even personally unbuckling her seatbelt at the end.

This was clearly not the pure gentlemanliness of a man.

His heart felt as if it had been ripped apart in that moment, and he could no longer bear it.

His yearning for her over the past three years, the love for her he couldn’t bring himself to confess, the jealousy he felt seeing her with Andrew Henris, all burst forth the moment he saw her appear at her doorway.

There were some words he didn’t know how to express, but his instincts drove him to take action first.

So he kissed her roughly.

Nearing the end of the kiss, he found that the emotions suppressed in his chest, along with his desires, started flooding out like the tide.

He straightforwardly held her and, while kissing her, stepped into her apartment.

He lifted his foot and kicked the door shut.

He knew her home like the back of his hand; when she bought the apartment, he was there to pick it out with her, and he arranged the decoration himself. So, he easily walked into her bedroom, then pushed her fiercely onto the bed, reached out, and began to tear at their clothes vigorously.

The times he had been with her were not many, and 90 percent of those times, it was just him venting his frustrations alone. But the moment he was honest with her, he realized that the impact and sensations she brought to him were surprisingly familiar.

He burst into her with all his strength, becoming one with her, and the emotions that couldn’t be put into words exploded inside them both in an instant.

Even though she didn’t know that he had fallen in love with her and he didn’t know she still loved him deeply, their bodies betrayed their hearts, fitting together so seamlessly and silently.

At the end, it seemed as though they were the most deeply in love couple in the world, expressing their profound love for each other through the most primal instincts.

He indulged himself, and she indulged herself.

In the end, the two exhausted people embraced each other and fell asleep in the same bed.