When Love Comes Late
Chapter 1243

That evening, Neville stayed.

After his shower, he found Susie on the bed in her nightgown.

Her nightgown was quite alluring, white lace showing off her figure, something any man would replace appealing.

Neville hesitated, then looked away.

He took off his bath towel, changed into his pajamas, and climbed into bed.

He stayed cool and collected, leaving Susie to wonder if she didn’t attract him, feeling a little disheartened.

Unaware of Susie’s mood shift, Neville dimmed the lights and was about to sleep when Susie hugged him from behind.

Her soft voice broke the silence.

“We’ve set the engagement party for next Saturday.

”

“Okay,” Neville answered quietly, trying to move Susie’s hand away, but she pressed closer to him.

Neville grasped what she was implying.

After a brief moment of thought, he turned to face her, just about to speak when Susie stepped closer unexpectedly.

Her lips nearly met his when Neville gently pushed her away.

Susie paused in shock, surprised by her own boldness and his rejection.

Realizing he might have reacted too strongly, Neville said, “Sorry.

”

Susie found her voice again, asking, “What’s the matter? Don’t you like me? Why don’t you…”

“It’s mot like that,” Neville cut in.

“Sorry, I’m really exhausted today.

Let’s talk another time.

I’ll sleep in the guest room tonight.

”

As Neville got ready to leave, Susie looked on, feeling a mix of emotions.

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Finally, she couldn’t hold back.

“Are you still thinking about Miley?”

Neville hesitated, his tone growing slightly deeper.

“No, stop it.

I’m just very tired.

”

Susie could hear the weariness in his voice and accepted it, not pushing the issue.

She understood that Miley’s memory couldn’t be erased from Neville’s life instantly.

She was ready to give him time to move on and didn’t want Miley to be the cause of their disagreements.

With a sigh of compromise, she suggested, “Then stay and sleep here.

I won’t touch you, I promise.

”

But Neville didn’t agree.

Quietly, he closed the door and left.

Neville reclined in the guest room, lighting a cigarette.