All Chapters of I Refuse to Divorce!: Chapter 581 - Chapter 590

Zoe felt a little embarrassed. Mason was fondling her, but she wasn’t turned on at all. Perhaps she felt it a little, but it was barely anything. He was a mature man. So, how could he not sense it?They went into the manor and he carried her upstairs. Opening the bedroom door, he put her down on the soft bed. The mattress sunk as she lay on it listlessly and looked at the man above her. He didn’t turn on the lights. Instead, he took off his coat, shirt, and belt in the dark, all while staring at her, monitoring the slightest changes on her face. Then, he leaned over her, kissed her ear passionately, and said in a husky voice, “Are you getting turned on?” He was worried he might hurt her, so he had been holding himself back from going any further.Leaning in close, she kissed him and relaxed her whole body, enticing him to have his way with her.He kept kissing her, his heavy panting a sign of the strenuous effort it was taking him to stop himself from forcing himself into her

Once their sex had gone on for some time, he felt a little disinterested in it. So, he finished it rather abruptly.…The deed was done. Rising, Noah regarded the mess on the bed. Gwynn was still lying face down on it. Sultry hickeys decorated her slender shoulder. He had been quite rough with her. Instead of leaving immediately, he sat by the side of the bed and lit a cigarette.Curling herself up, she pulled the blanket over and covered herself. Still wearing a naive expression, she had tears filling up in her eyes. This was how she always looked every time they were done doing it. His eyes grew darker and he stared at her for a long time. Leaning over, he snuffed out the cigarette before going downstairs. After he left, she loosened her grip on the blanket and went into a daze. Then, her heart started pounding. She had a hunch that Noah came here to divorce her in the middle of the night. They might’ve done it, but he wasn’t satisfied at all. In fact, he found it mu

Noah turned on his phone the moment he touched down. There were several missed calls, all of them from the bodyguards in the villa. He returned the call and asked, “What is it?”Then, the bodyguard stammered and told him everything. It was cramped in the car. Noah’s face turned grim. He pondered on it for a while before saying dryly, “Don’t lose her.” It was a brief instruction, but it was enough to show what she meant to him. The bodyguard gave an affirmative response. Hanging up the phone, he rubbed his brows. He took several flights in a single day and had rather intense sex with Gwynn while he was in Nihonburg. It was quite exhausting. His chauffeur turned around and asked gently, “Are we going back to the villa or to Ms. Gianna’s place, Mr. Noah?”Noah responded without a thought, “Take me back to the villa.”…Noah’s eyes were shut as he leaned back on the couch and rested a little. He was on the top floor of Sanders Group where his office was. After a two-hour conf

However, Noah didn’t make the phone call in the end.He knew what was going on with that lingering feeling in his gut. He was worried and concerned. He missed Gwynn. It was the eve of New Year. Lorian was eight months old now. Noah brought his son to Nihonburg. They were going to spend their New Year's there.It started to snow when their private plane was about to land at the airport, but it was ultimately uneventful. A black limousine pulled into his villa when evening rolled in, its roof blanketed with a thin layer of snow. Getting out of the car, he swept his eyes across the surroundings. The villa wasn’t as cheerful as it was at Christmas. It was deadly quiet and not festive at all.Walking into the living room, he brushed off the snowflake on her overcoat. Gwynn was nowhere to be seen. Gladys saw him and knew what was on his mind. Carrying Lorian in her arms, she said, “Ms. Gwynn wouldn’t come downstairs. She had always had her meals up there. She wouldn’t speak too.

Noah had just entered the master bedroom when it suddenly occurred to him that he and Gwynn were divorced. It would be unseemly for them to sleep together. With that said, it was quite late now. He had no intention of cleaning up the cold, unwelcoming guest room and sleeping there. So, he strode over to the bed and laid down on it. Lifting the blanket, he saw Lorian and Gwynn holding each other tightly in their sleep. His baby boy was snuggled in her embrace.Lorian’s fair cheeks were pressing against his mother’s breasts. It was supposed to be a heartwarming sight, but he saw it differently. He had suppressed his lust earlier, but it came back with a vengeance. Picking his baby boy up, he put him down at the side of the bed. Then, he pinned Gwynn to the bed and started kissing her. At the same time, he lifted the hem of her skirt with another hand. He was very anxious to have a taste of her enchanting body. He couldn’t wait to slip his manhood into her before she was ev