Being Pursued By Ex-husband
Chapter 604

Chapter 604 Help Me Up

Spencer was reminded of the kitten he had when he was young. It was tiny, fitting in the palm of his hand. He had found it just a few days after it was born and decided to bring it home. Surprisingly, the kitten wasn't afraid of him.

His grandmother advised him to feed goat milk to the little feline, and whenever it was hungry, it would affectionately rub against his legs. As it grew, the cat would adorably meow repeatedly when he returned from school, as if playfully scolding him for arriving home late.

He gazed at Charlize, tightening his grip on her wrist.

His gaze darkened, and he had to exert extreme self-control to resist the urge to pin her to the chair and kiss her passionately.

Spencer gulped and closed his eyes, forcing himself to release his grip on her. Leaning down, he tenderly pressed a kiss on Charlize's forehead. "I'm glad you like it. Let's head back to the hotel now." From a young age, Charlize had been spoiled by Charles. When she first started dating Spencer, she was cautious around him. As he was her superior, she spoke to him with care and politeness.

However, after nearly two months of dating, she noticed that Spencer treated her differently, just like how Charles treated her distinctively from others.

She truly adored the shoes. The car was parked by the road, and there were few people around as it was late at night, so she subconsciously flung her arms around him and spoke sweetly. However, she soon realized she might have gone too far as Spencer visibly tensed up while holding her.

Charlize's cheeks heated up shyly.

She dared not look up and replied softly, "Mm."

They weren't far from the hotel. Five minutes later, the car rolled to a stop in front of the hotel.

Spencer tossed the car keys to the bellboy and went over to the passenger seat. He grabbed the heels that pinched Charlize's feet and took her hand, leading her into the hotel.

After switching to a pair of low-heeled sandals, Charlize felt much more at ease.

The weather was chilly, and her feet naturally became cold in the sandals.

However, once inside the warm hotel, she instantly felt warmer and more comfortable.

Back at their hotel room, Spencer got her a glass of warm water. "Get some sleep. I'll wake you up at six later."

Charlize had woken up early that day and had a busy morning, leaving her feeling exhausted. She yawned and finished her water before handing her phone to Spencer. "Help me charge my phone." "Okay. Go to bed now."

"Okay."

Due to her makeup and hairstyle, Charlize had to sleep on her back.

Exhausted and drained of energy, Charlize felt her legs aching after standing the entire morning, even though she hadn't felt anything earlier.

She changed into her pajamas and lay down on the bed, soon falling into a deep sleep.

When Spencer approached her, she was already fast asleep.

He couldn't help but recall the wallpaper he glimpsed on her phone when it lit up after he connected it to the charger. His gaze darkened as he observed the woman lying in bed.

Later, Spencer woke Charlize up from her nap. It was wintertime, and she felt reluctant to leave the warmth of her slumber. Upon waking, she noticed she had changed positions while sleeping. Naturally, her makeup had smudged, and her hair was a bit messy.

Charlize initially wanted to remain in bed a little longer, but upon that realization, she dismissed that idea.

Instead of getting up immediately, she pulled the blanket up to cover half her face and gazed at Spencer. Lifting her right arm, she softly requested, “Help me up.

Her voice was soft and adorable as she had just woken up.

Spencer reached out and helped her up, but with a bit of force, he not only pulled her up but also brought her into his arms.

Charlize tumbled into his embrace, and his scent immediately attacked her nostrils.

She raised her head instinctively. "I'm up-"

Before she could finish speaking, a hand wrapped around her waist, and before she could fully comprehend what was happening, Spencer had already pulled her closer. His gaze was dark as though he wanted to swallow her whole.

His intense stare made Charlize's heart race wildly. As his warm breath fanned her cheek, she felt her body go weak. "I-I need to touch up my makeup and hairstyle=" Her words were silenced by his gentle kiss before he invaded her mouth.

Charlize felt her brain go blank as warmth enveloped her body. Her limbs felt devoid of energy, and though she wanted to push him away, when she lifted her hand, her shove was weak. It appeared more like a flirtatious gesture than an attempt to push him away.

In the end, Charlize became completely limp in his arms.

Their breathing turned heavy, and Charlize's mind had become clouded from the intensity of his kiss.

She felt as though she was walking on a cloud, on the verge of falling, but it didn't happen.

Charlize had no concept of how long the kiss lasted. By the time Spencer finally released her, her mind felt blank, and all she could do was rest her head on his chest, panting heavily.

Both of them said nothing. Spencer lowered his head and saw Charlize's full lips. It took some effort before he managed to force himself to look away.

After a while, he released her. "Go and touch up your makeup."

Charlize cast a quick glance at him before swiftly hopping off the bed. She slipped into the room slippers and dashed into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Leaning against the door, she pressed a hand on her chest, feeling her heart thump loudly as though it might leap out of her chest.

Spencer stayed on the bed, a smile forming on his lips as he heard the bathroom door slam shut. Falling back on the bed, he placed his arm over his eyes and closed them, forcing himself to calm down and collect his thoughts.

Charlize stood against the door for a while until her heartbeat returned to normal. She then went to the basin and glanced at her reflection in the mirror.

Despite her makeup, she noticed her cheeks and the tips of her ears were still flushed red from the intense moment with Spencer.

She touched her ears, feeling their warmth, and bit her lip in embarrassment. Lowering her head, she cupped water in her palms and splashed it on her face.

As the cold water made contact with her skin, Charlize instantly calmed down.

With her eyes shut, she took a deep breath before pulling the bathroom door open and stepping into the bedroom.

Spencer had already regained his composure. He held up the cake he bought this afternoon and asked, "Are you hungry?"

After taking a nap, Charlize was indeed starving. Her stomach even chose that moment to rumble twice.

Her cheeks burned yet again. "Yes, I'm a bit hungry."

Spencer glanced at her as he unboxed the cake. "There's no rush. We still have time."

The wedding would begin at half past seven, and it was only past six now.

Hearing that, Charlize belatedly realized that time was running short. "No, I'm in a hurry!"

I need to reapply my makeup and do my hair. I don't have much time left!