Candice’s blood ran cold.
It felt as though a wave of cold air had swept in, dispersing all the lingering sweetness and warmth from the kiss. She stared ahead at Jessica, sitting with a cold, aloof posture. The chill slowly crept into her heart, and she let out a deep sigh... One more night of indulgence in fantasy was no longer possible.
She wanted to see the kitten.
She wanted to live in the warmth of a sweet dream once again.
But she wasn’t greedy; she wouldn’t force it.
However, it was clear that the patience of the chairman’s wife had reached its limit.
“You...”
Jessica’s gaze fixed on the hands that Charlie and Candice were holding. She struggled to maintain her composure, a sense of sadness lurking beneath the surface, as if she was on the verge of tears.
Candice immediately
