Seeing his dark expression, Jennifer assumed it was because he was having a hard time accepting that Isabella was gone. She quickly walked up to his side, teasingly linked her arm with his, and said, “I came as soon as you called, and you can’t even manage a smile? Don’t be upset. I’m here with you.”
As she spoke, she purposely loosened the tie on her robe, letting it slowly slip off her shoulders, revealing the straps of her carefully chosen lingerie. The robe was just a warm–up–the real show was underneath.
Jennifer knew exactly what Samuel liked about her. She used her charm to her advantage, reaching out to tug at the hem of his shirt. “There’s no one else here now. You can do whatever you want. I can make you happy…”
However, her words came across to Samuel as nothing but the bitterest mockery.
Isabella had already left him–what happiness was left for him?
He fixed Jennifer with a cold, piercing stare, his voice sharp as he asked, “What are you wearing?”
Jennifer smiled proudly. “Do you recognize it? I found it in the closet–how do you like it? Exciting, right?”
It was Isabella’s nightgown.
The thought of Isabella’s husband cheating with Jennifer was the kind of thrill Jennifer relished.
But Samuel remained silent as he yanked the nightgown off her body. This was the kind of simple elegance Isabella liked–plain and natural. However, Jennifer’s so–called “creative twist” had ruined it, making it cheap and tacky.
Samuel couldn’t help but recoil at the sight of it.
Jennifer was caught off guard by his sudden movement, nearly tripping as he pulled the nightgown off her. But faced with his inexplicable anger, she had her own way of dealing with it—she threw herself forward, landing right in his arms.
Chapter 14
