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Chapter 37 What the Hell Happened Last Night

Liam gently laid Gwyneth on the bed and switched on the bedside lamp with care. The effects of alcohol and the plush mattress caused Gwyneth to release a few restless murmurs. Her voice, to Liam, sounded like a kitten playfully scratching at his desires.

While in the car, Liam had managed to keep his emotions in check. But now, they resurfaced even stronger than before. Leaning forward, he rested his hands on either side of Gwyneth's head. However, as he observed her furrowed brows, a twinge of guilt washed over him. He chuckled self-deprecatingly at the thoughts that crossed his mind. 'When did I start becoming someone I hardly recognized?'

After a brief hesitation, Liam decided to undo Gwyneth's shirt and pants one by one. If a servant were to witness this scene, they would undoubtedly be shocked. Liam was known for his cleanliness, and yet he didn't seem to mind Gwyneth's soiled clothes, allowing her to lie on his bed. It was truly an unprecedented occurrence.

As Gwyneth's pants
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