The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback - Chapter 1185

Chapter 1185:

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She pondered aloud, clearly intrigued. “So, what if I feel unwell every night?”

“What do you think?”

“I will take that as a yes.”

Cliff’s expression shifted to one of concern, his voice taking on a pedagogical tone. “Excessive indulgence, regardless of gender, has its consequences. It depletes energy, induces fatigue, and disrupts hormonal balance. Would you risk that beautiful face aging prematurely?”

“Wait—did you just call me beautiful?” Laney latched onto the compliment, her eyes sparkling.

Recognizing his aversion to jokes, she quickly shifted gears, offering a bashful smile. “But seriously, I’ve done my research. According to the finest expert I know, youthful indulgence isn’t just acceptable—it’s beneficial. It improves circulation, boosts metabolism, promotes better sleep…”

Cliff’s expression darkened. “And which expert offered these convenient theories?”

“Me.”

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Cliff was speechless.

Nestling closer, Laney’s voice dropped to an intimate murmur. “Besides, every time you touch me, I sleep like a baby and wake up glowing.”

Cliff studied her face at close range. Indeed, her complexion remained delicate and smooth, her lips carrying an almost luminous rose tint. Catching himself, he averted his gaze and gently set her aside. “Sit tight. I’ll go try the belt.”

Laney looked regretful. “Let me help you try it. You’re exhausted as it is—why should you struggle with your pants?”

“You don’t need to remove your pants to try on a belt.”

Cliff sensed that Laney was particularly attentive today. Her level of attention seemed more than just a desire to stay close to him.

After Cliff changed into the belt Laney had brought for him in the lounge, he kept it on.

When he opened the door, he saw Laney seated on the sofa, her legs crossed, deeply engaged in a conversation on her phone. She noticed him as he approached and quickly hid her phone. Looking at the belt he wore, Laney commented, “It suits you well. I really know how to pick them.”

Even though her initial plan involving the belt hadn’t worked, she had another strategy ready. “Feeling thirsty? How about some water?” she offered.

Cliff paused and then replied, “I’d prefer coffee.” He was intrigued to see what she was planning next.

With a smile, Laney proceeded to brew him a cup of coffee.

Once she was gone, Cliff grabbed her phone and unlocked it using his birthday. The first thing he saw was an open chat with Kailyn. He quickly read through the messages.

The last message from Laney said, “I’m moving on to plan B. I’ll splash water on his pants and help him change. That’ll give me a chance to check the length.”

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