Tangled Hearts: Chased by Another Tycoon after Divorce-Chapter 167: Sweetheart Wanwan

The moon hung atop the willow tips, the wind rippling a pool of spring water, while the white gauze curtains on the terrace swayed unpredictably.

Faintly, a coquettish voice could be heard coming from the gap:

"Rhys Hawthorne."

"Rhys."

"Brother."

Victoria Monroe underestimated Rhys Hawthorne, thinking they would proceed gradually, only to find he jumped straight to the deep end.

After all, they hadn’t known each other for long, and reaching this level was something Victoria had never imagined.

Tonight, she finally experienced how Rhys was truly a man of his word.

Compared to her complete state of undress, Rhys merely had his shirt collar slightly open, still looking impeccably dressed.

Victoria knew he wasn’t capable, fearing to hurt him, it was inconvenient to ask him what exactly was the issue.

She guessed if he was like an ancient eunuch, unable to fulfill natural duties, yet enjoyed toying with women.

She didn’t know how Rhys felt, but he remarkably reached that point.

Just a door away, Rhys stood under the cold shower, God knows if it weren’t for his extraordinary self-control, he would have lost it.

But he was keenly aware, it was not yet time, Victoria was pregnant, though a prenatal checkup showed her child was developing well.

After all, she’d experienced a miscarriage before, this child was her everything, he wouldn’t disregard her health for a moment’s pleasure.

Most importantly, to coax her into agreeing with him initially, Rhys had gradually let Victoria lower her defenses against him, he wasn’t foolish enough to expose himself now.

It’s just that tonight’s cold shower lasted much longer than usual.

As Victoria drowsily fell asleep, she felt someone beside her, cold with water vapor, making her shiver.

Rhys’s low voice whispered in her ear, "Baby, did I chill you?"

Not long ago, their distance had become closer, more intimate and natural than before.

Victoria nuzzled against his neck, "It’s okay, I’m so sleepy."

"Good girl, sleep now."

Rhys looked at the small woman sleeping soundly in his arms, his hand gently settled on her lower belly.

Sooner or later, here would nurture a life belonging to him and Victoria Monroe.

No rush, there’s still plenty of time.

That night, Victoria had a dream.

In the dream, Julian Fordham chased her across the wilderness, forests, sea, cliffs, she leapt into someone’s arms, and when she looked up, she met Rhys Hawthorne’s tender eyes.

"Victoria, come to me."

"Rhys..."

Victoria opened her eyes; there was only sunlight on the bed, Rhys’s figure was absent.

Thinking of all that happened last night, Victoria’s cheeks flushed red.

She secretly got up, washed, dressed neatly, and went out to find Rhys in the distance on a phone call.

As if sensing her presence, he turned, his dark pupils falling upon her face.

Victoria, like a child who’d done something wrong, inexplicably hid behind a coconut tree.

Rhys’s brow lifted slightly, his thin lips curving into an imperceptible smile.

"Alright, that’s all." He ended the call.

The executive on the other end was baffled, did Mr. Hawthorne just smile?

Rhys walked towards Victoria, who had her back to him, blushing.

He circled to face her, holding a white and yellow plumeria, placing it in her hair, "Beautiful."

Victoria stared at his clearly defined fingers, her mind filled with wild thoughts.

Seeing her dazed look, he lifted her chin, making her meet his gaze, "What’s wrong, did I make you uncomfortable last night? I’m inexperienced, if anything wasn’t good, you can tell me directly, I’ll change next time..."

Victoria’s hand covered his lips, "Naughty, stop talking."

The man’s eyes were filled with gentleness, "Alright, I won’t say it, my baby is shy."

Suspicious pink bubbles seemed to rise around them.

Victoria had never seen this side of him, raising her hand to hit his chest, "Rhys, has anyone ever told you you’re bad?"

Rhys, taking the opportunity, clasped her slender wrist, kisses falling like raindrops, "No, you’re the first."