The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback

Chapter 1181:

Always the one to lecture Laney, Cliff now found himself struggling with mixed emotions. “From now on, come to me if your desires overwhelm you. Only me, not others. Understand?”

Laney silently agreed. “Of course. I have never considered anyone else.”noveldrama

Cliff was still dissatisfied. “Nod your head.”

Laney nodded solemnly, then asked curiously, “Why didn’t you scold me today? Even after I was so bold?”

Cliff’s lips twitched. “Don’t talk like that again.”

“Oh.”

He gently settled her into bed. “Sleep now. I’m leaving.”

Laney closed her eyes with a smile. “Goodnight, Cliff.”

As Cliff turned to leave, his gaze fell on the storybook on the bedside table. On impulse, he opened it. His expression grew grave as he read the contents. The book contained tales of the seven dwarfs and the princess’s marital bliss, alongside stories of the Big Bad Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood’s daring escapades, all illustrated with risqué imagery.

Cliff bit back his criticism, his curiosity piqued by the author, Ryder Boyd. What a pervert.

Cliff confiscated the book and all related items from Laney’s room, locking them securely in his study drawer. A stern verbal reprimand followed.

Laney frowned, clearly displeased. “How am I supposed to learn about intimacy without reading? Look at how little I’ve read, yet I’ve already mastered Mr. Boyd’s essence. It’s a qualitative leap in our relationship.”

Cliff arched an eyebrow. “Getting proud now, are you?”

Laney grinned shamelessly. “Well, you like it anyway.”

“No, I don’t. From now on, if you want to learn something, I’ll teach you. No need to read,” Cliff replied coldly.

Laney’s face lit up with delight. “Really?” she asked, her eyes sparkling like an eager puppy.

But her expression shifted, and she hesitated before asking, “Do you actually know everything?”

“Yes, everything,” Cliff answered, his tone calm and certain.

Laney’s excitement dimmed slightly as jealousy crept into her voice. “Oh, so you just naturally knew everything?”

Sensing her change in tone, Cliff glanced at her. He knew exactly what she wanted him to say but chose to withhold it. “No. It’s accumulated experience,” he said casually.

Laney’s eyes narrowed. “With whom did you accumulate it? Gerry said you’ve never been in a relationship.”

Cliff’s expression remained neutral. “Being intimate doesn’t always require a relationship.”

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