Love At The Right Price
Chapter 23

Love At The Right Price Chapter 23

Chapter 23

By the time they drove back to Springvale Place, Tim was already asleep.

Frank gently carried Tamara back to her room. As he smelled the stench of alcohol that emanated offher, he couldn’t help but frown.

“Tamara.” He called her name softly.

Tamara had drunk herself into a stupor, and although there was still a trace of reason left in hersubconscious, it could not withstand the invasion of drunkenness. She opened her mouth to respond,but couldn’t manage to say anything.

Left with no other choice, Frank had to take off her shoes and coat by himself. She was wearing asimple silk fitted blouse on the inside.

Tamara had a good figure and looked very thin, but she was still curvy in the right areas.

Her face was flushed crimson as she twisted her body in discomfort. As he watched her pull her collardown with pouting lips and fluttering eyelashes, Frank involuntarily thought about her fierceness andlack of experience during the night at Goldcrown Hotel five years ago.

At that thought, Frank averted his eyes, feeling his throat turn dry. He thought that he was someonewith better self-control in this area, but when he was faced with Tamara, his self-control that he wasproud of fell apart in an instant.

There was no need for her to make any deliberate actions at all. With just a few glances, he wouldimmediately start yearning for her.

Damn it. Frank let go of Tamara’s coat and quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom to wash hisface with cold water. It was only then that he felt a little more awake.

Once he went back to the bedroom, he helped Tamara take off her clothes and brought her into thebathroom at the speed of light. He planned to help her take a bath as quickly as possible.

However, as he was wiping her body, the uneven sensation under his fingertips made him frown. Whenhe turned his head and looked at it, his heart fell to his stomach in an instant.

He never expected that Tamara, who always looked so glamorous, would have such a large burn scaron her back.

Her back was almost entirely covered in unsightly scars spanning from her shoulders to her lower back.

No matter how much he had experienced since he was a child, he couldn’t imagine how such a severeburn was caused, much less how Tamara managed to bear it back then. She must have been in terriblepain at the time. But where did these scars come from? Tamara’s prideful attitude and the way sherecklessly threw away money didn’t seem like she came from a poor family.

Frank, who had always thought he was cold-hearted, felt his heart ache involuntarily as he looked atthese scars. His parched mind from earlier had also calmed down, leaving only hurt.

After Frank finished helping her bathe, he changed her into her pajamas and gently placed her on thelarge bed. His big hand crossed her sleeping cheek, and his dark eyes overflowed with gentleness.

“Although I don’t know what you went through before, from now on, you have me.” Frank stared atTamara deeply. No matter what happened in the future, as long as he was around, he would protect herfor the rest of his life.

He stayed by her side until she fell into deep sleep before he got up and prepared to leave.

However, just as he stood up, his large hand was captured in Tamara’s tight grasp. He heard her whiny,fearful voice. “Please don’t go. I’m scared.”

The soft and pitiful words made Frank’s heart, which had been silent and lonely for many years, skip abeat. His throat tightened, and he held Tamara’s small hand back, his low and hoarse voice echoingwith endless pity. “Don’t be scared. I won’t go.”

With a helpless sigh, he pulled the thin blanket aside and lay down on the bed.

Tamara was like a kitten who was looking for a comfortable pillow. She unconsciously approached thesource of warmth and opened her slender arms, wrapping them around Frank’s sturdy waist. Shesnuggled her small head against his chest until she found the most comfortable spot and fell into deepsleep.

Obviously, her actions instantly reignited the flames that Frank had tried hard to suppress in his heart.He gritted his teeth fiercely, glanced at the woman curled up in his arms like a kitten, and took a fewdeep breaths before he was finally able to control his desire.

Damn it! Does this woman not know what modesty is?