Chapter 735 I Won’t Find a Wife Like My Dad!

Desire was clearly written all over Joseph's eyes. After a moment of internal struggle, he finally pulled Chloe's hand away and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop touching me and go to sleep."

Chloe's eyebrows furrowed slightly. She seemed dissatisfied, but she stopped pestering him.

Just when Joseph was about to leave, a bra landed on him. It was white and carried a faint fragrance. He glanced sideways and noticed that the blanket Chloe had covered herself with had fallen onto the carpet. Her fair and smooth skin under the dim light presented a fatal temptation.

In the next moment, Joseph strode to the door and slammed it shut.

The night was dark, and the atmosphere in the room was electrifying. He seemed skilled in this task. Even though he had not done it in five years, he was still able to control the pace and led Chloe into the spiral of desire.

Chloe had no idea what had happened during the night. All she knew was that when she woke up in the morning, her throat was hoarse and