His fingertips easily slid open her pajamas, as he leaned down, kissing her while his hands caressed her skin.
Ethan Laurent has never been a patient man. Since they got married, whenever he wanted something, he usually went straight to the point, without much patience for a lot of foreplay.
Yet, tonight he was patient, with movements that were gentle.
He tried to stir her senses, wanting to elicit a response from her, but Summer Ford remained stiff from head to toe and didn't even turn her face once.
Her attitude was very indifferent; from beginning to end, there was not the slightest reaction from her body, and she even deliberately avoided him several times.
"What's wrong?" Ethan Laurent felt that something was off about her today. He paused his movements, straightened her clothes, and stopped everything.
The room was very, very dimly lit, with Summer Ford lying on her side facing away from him, appearing frail from behind.
