Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 703
Sarah’s stride was still somewhat unstable, prompting Aziel to swiftly catch her wrist, his instinctive worry surfacing as he
questioned, “Can you handle it alone?”
Sarah cast a wistful glance back at him and stated bluntly, “No.”
“Then...” Aziel could barely get a word out before Sarah swiftly grabbed his wrist, taking advantage of his surprise, and pulled
him into the bathroom.
“So, you’ll join me.”
Aziel’s mind went blank as he was abruptly yanked into the bathroom.
By the time he came to his senses, he found himself already inside the bathroom, standing next to Sarah.
Sarah casually turned on the overhead shower, quickly filling the small area with a fog of steam, distorting their sight.
Within moments, their clothes were drenched. Sarah’s thin white attire clung to her body, delineating her sexy figure, her pale
skin faintly discernible beneath her clothes.
The sound of cascading water resonated in the bathroom, accompanied by the unmistakable rhythm of their breaths.
Aziel’s eyes flickered uncertainly, not knowing where to focus. He instinctively retreated a step, his back coming into contact with
the chilly, moist wall.

His throat moved as he swallowed, the sound audible even amidst the sound of running water. The atmosphere in the steamy air
became even more enchanting.
Before Aziel could figure out a suitable response, Sarah’s hand was already planted on his chest, sending chills racing through
him.
Her slim fingers began to unbutton his shirt collar, while her other hand meandered restlessly around his waist, attempting to
peel off all his clothes.
Feeling cornered, Aziel mustered the strength to grasp Sarah’s playful hand. His red-rimmed eyes locked onto hers, his voice
strained and breathless as he pleaded, “Please, enough.”
But Sarah remained undeterred and pressed herself even closer to him, refusing to back down.
She fixed her eyes on Aziel, playfully prodding his waist with a smile on her lips. “Let’s do it.”
“Sarah, you’re clearly drunk.” Now it was Aziel’s turn to voice it, his eyes magnetized by her, feeling the heat coursing through his
veins “I’m not drunk,” Sarah retorted, gazing at him sincerely.
Aziel realized he couldn’t keep Looking and turned his head away. He sighed in resignation and said, “You’re clearly drunk. You’ll
regret this when you wake up tomorrow.
But Sarah didn’t argue further. Instead, she ran her finger down his lower stomach, remarking, “You’re hard.”
Aziel froze instantly. Given his rising body heat, he felt like the water splashing on him could evaporate instantly.
“Do you despise me?” Sarah suddenly looked hurt.

“Absolutely not!” Witnessing her pained expression, Aziel clarified hurriedly.
Sarah whispered sadly, “You do despise me. Since we started dating, haven’t my intentions been clear? All those instances
when I invited you to stay overnight, we shared a bed. Why didn’t you reciprocate my advances?”
At this, Aziel’s face flushed crimson as if blood was ready to seep out of his pores.
He glanced at Sarah, a picture of confusion and helplessness, stammering, “I... I didn’t know that you meant that.”