In recent days, although Henry Ronan was tormented, he still tried hard to restrain himself.
After all, he couldn't be sure whether Lucy Ansley was more moved or impulsive that New Year's Eve.
But tonight, everything was just right.
Perhaps due to the closeness in the evening, even though Lucy Ansley was awkward and stiff, she didn't show any resistance or disgust.
Henry Ronan carried her back to the bed, clothes fell to the ground, and the room was once again filled with tender intimacy.
...
Days flew by, and in the blink of an eye, four or five days had passed.
Henry Ronan was also about to go abroad.
Four or five days isn't too long, nor is it too short.
But for Lucy Ansley, the change in these days was immense.
She clearly had concluded not long ago in her heart that Henry Ronan wasn't a man driven by lust.
But in just a few days, her perception was completely overturned.
He's indeed not driven by lust, but he has too much energy.
