Captive Hearts: The Tycoon's Ugly Bride

Chapter 31 Getting Caught

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Louis was shocked and thought to himself, "It's her. Why is she sneaking around here instead of sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"What are you doing so sneakily here?" he demanded.

Blanche was extremely embarrassed and thought to herself, "My idea is simply too foolish. Louis is such an alert person. How could I possibly take off his ring from his hand? I must be out of my mind."

Blanche felt like her limbs were about to be broken by Louis, and she broke into a cold sweat. She had to come up with an excuse quickly.

"Well, I just found that you didn't cover yourself with the blanket properly, so I came over to tuck you in, afraid that you would catch a cold."

Louis thought to himself, "Ha! What a lame excuse! I don't move around or have the habit of throwing back the blanket while sleeping."

He leaned down and snapped, "I never throw back the blanket when I sleep. You're lying."

Then, he pressed Blanche harder, and Blanche felt like her legs were about to be broken. She felt as if she were a fish on a chopping board, helpless and unable to resist.

"You really threw back your blanket just now, and I'm just here to tuck you in. Don't overthink it. I just care about you. Are you going to kill me in return?"

Louis kept a sullen face. Suddenly, his gaze moved down and was fixed on a spot as if something was amiss.

Blanche was puzzled and wondered what he was staring at, and why he suddenly ceased from anger. She tried to move her body up a little, followed his gaze, and looked down.

The sight of her cleavage made her so embarrassed that she blushed in a sweat. "What is going on? Why has the nightgown button on my chest come undone?"

It revealed her bright red bra and her plump fair breasts were partly visible. The red and white colors complemented each other, looking extremely stunning.

Blanche was taken aback, panicking.

"Let go of me! Stop looking! Don't look at me!"

Blanche struggled, but she was too weak to break free from his firm grip.

Blanche's enchanting chest was right in front of his eyes. Louis felt increasingly thirsty and thought, "What a da*ned woman! She actually climbed onto my bed in the middle of the night and even undid her nightgown button. She's really horny."

"You lustful woman! I can't believe that you climbed on my bed and unbuttoned your nightgown instead of sleeping in the middle of the night."

Blanche was stunned and wondered, "What does he mean?"

She quickly explained, "No, it's not like that. Don't overthink it!"

"I'm overthinking it? Do you take me for a fool? Look at yourself! Your nightgown is unbuttoned."

The blood-red edges of her bra were extremely sexy and enchanting, like a bewitching poppy blooming in the dark night, eye-catching and alluring.

"No! Don't look at me! Let go of me!" Blanche blushed deeply. Inwardly, she complained, "Da*n it! The button on my nightgown is so useless. Now I'm in trouble!"

Louis tightly pursed his thin lips, feeling his motor running. He suddenly recalled the soft touch he had felt the previous night and he could feel a strong impulse creeping into his mind. Then, he gradually reached to her chest as if he had been possessed.

"No, you can't."

Blanche panicked and kept moving backward, but she was still too weak to escape. "Oh, no! I'm so done for. Sure enough, men can't think straight when they are turned on."

As Blanche felt that she couldn't get rid of his scorching palm, she closed her eyes to avoid facing humiliation. But Louis didn't touch her as she had expected. He instead looked away and slightly lifted up the fabric on her chest.

His Adam's apple moved up and down as he managed to suppress his desire, and then, he released Blanche from his grasp.

"If you mess around and climb onto my bed in the middle of the night again, get out and sleep at the door! Remember, even if you desire to have sex, you have to put up with it. You need to be self- aware. Since you have married me, you have to be prepared for a sexless life. I will never do that thing with you."

"What? I desire to have sex? What nonsense is he talking about?" Blanche shouted inwardly, feeling both angry and upset. Even her ears turned red with rage.

"I don't desire to have sex. I just...."

However, she couldn't tell Louis what she really wanted. She tightly pursed her pink, tender lips, powerless to clear her name.

Fortunately, Louis restrained himself. As soon as he let go of her, Blanche crawled out of bed, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Louis, who was leaning against the head of the bed, tightly clenched the bed sheet and tried to suppress the desire inside of him. He cursed inwardly, "Da*n it! This woman almost got me out of control."