My Love, Enlighten me (Official translation)

Chapter 185 The relation between kissing and washing hands.

Having been removed shoes, Gloria found the skin of her foot broken and swollen.

“It doesn’t hurt...” She stuck her tongue out at Kenny and tried to comfort him.

But suddenly, she thought of the whole sprain thing last time, and Gloria added in a hurry.

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Kenny did not speak, but he put her stocking on gently.

“Oh, by the way, what buttons did you pressed in the elevator? And will Anne be fine?”

“She will be alive.”

She would be alive, but only God could tell how bad would she be injured.

...

They went back home.

Kenny dropped Gloria on the bed and went to the medicine cabinet.

Ever since Gloria sprained her feet last time, Kenny had a lot of ointments that dealt with flesh wounds in their bedroom.

He sat crossed legs down in front of the bed, placed her foot on his knee, squeezed a bit of ointment in hands, and started to dabbed the ointment on the wound carefully and intently.

Gloria watched his face on the bed. He clamped lips with eyes locked to her feet as if he was dealing with a serious issue.

The way how he concentrated was attractive and sexy.

Who would know the man breaking into her room with a flippant tone now was taking care of her gently?

“Kenny Clarke.”

“What?” Kenny kept his hands busy and did not raise his head, but Gloria did not answer him.

“Wh...” Kenny asked again and looked up, while this time his mouth was shut by hers.

Kenny felt her warm, soft lips pressed on his. The sweetness of the lipstick she wore tasted in his tongue, while the fascinating smell of her body slid into his nose.

It burnt him.

“I’ll go wash my hands.”

Kenny got off her lips suddenly and showed to Gloria his hands with ointment as he said to her in a gravelly voice, leaving her wondering why he needed to wash hands to kiss her.

The fire was burning inside him, so Kenny went back soon.

He gave Gloria no time to react and pressed her against the bed. He touched her everywhere with his fingers, and before she realized it, all her clothes were gone.

“Now you know why.” Kenny whispered to her ear.

“Bas...tard...” Gloria was almost moaning.

And their mouths stuck again.

...

The second day.

Gloria woke up habitually at seven in the morning and was struggling to get up.

As a result, she only moved her body a bit and then was pressed back to the bed by the man beside her.

Kenny's deep voice sounded in her ear.

"You don't have to go to work today. Remember that?"

Gloria now recalled that she no longer needed to work anymore.

Thinking of this, the sense of emptiness hit her slightly.

Kenny on the side was about to get out of bed, but he noticed that Gloria was in a daze. So he seemed to hear her mental activity and told her.

"I can stay at home to fill your emptiness."

Gloria rolled her eyes, and she slid her hand over her thin waist and said sourly.

"Leave to work, smartass."

“Whoa whoa whoa, you didn’t sound like this last night.”

Gloria warped herself tightly with a quilt and left only a blushed face.

“Fuck off, you.”

“Cutie pie.” Kenny laid down and kissed her on the cheek. “Go back to sleep.”

And then he went to the bathroom leaving her sleeping again.

For the next time, she was wakened by the housekeeper.

“Ma'am, you awake?”

She thought the lunch was ready, so she shouted to the door.

“I’ll be out in a minute.”

“Ma'am, master Clarke is here.”

“Master Clarke?”

“Yes, master Richard Clarke, from the old house.”

Gloria got her whole body shook and was awake at once.

“Three minutes!”

She jumped to the floor and ran to the bathroom as she spoke.

Two minutes later, she got out of the bathroom and put on clothing.

Downstairs, Richard Clarke was sitting on the sofa with the housekeeper serving him tea and two bodyguards standing behind.

Gloria went down and thought about the purpose he came here today.

Kenny would not be at home during the day, and he must know that.

So, was Richard Clarke here for her?