My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 1240

"Jayden, did you smear honey on your lips this morning?" Jayden usually didn't talk much, but now his words were so cloying that Silvia couldn't stand it.

"Yeah, it's possible that I did. Do you want to taste it?" Before she could answer him, his lips covered hers again, like he was savoring an addictive dessert.

"Jayden, stop it..." Silvia wanted to stop him, but her voice was trapped. Her lips were fully occupied by his!

Jayden's masculine pheromones messed up her rationality. She could not refuse his kiss, so she could only fall into his passionate embrace.

Later, Silvia didn't even know when this lingering kiss came to an abrupt end. Anyway, the only thing she could recap for the whole morning was the way Jayden kissed her.

His titillating lips!

His overbearing kiss!

His firm hands!

He was so hot that he almost scorched her!

"Boss, Boss... what are you thinking about?" Suddenly, Reagan's voice woke Silvia up. She scratched her head awkwardly and asked, "What happened?"

"Nothing." Reagan stared at Silvia.

"Then, why are you shouting? You frightened me!" Silvia glared at him discontentedly and flipped the book open. However, she did not even notice that the book was upside down because her mind was still replaying how Jayden, that son of a b*tch, had kissed her!

"I've been calling you for really long, but you wouldn't answer me. If I didn't shout, would you have heard me?" Reagan curled his lips seeing Silvia's radiant expression. "Boss, there must be a lot of R-rated things on your mind."

"What are you talking about?" Reagan's guess was spot on, making Silvia glare at him. "What do you want to talk about?"

Reagan handed a letter to Silvia. "This morning, I bumped into Alina the moment I left home. She asked me to pass you this letter and said that you would thank her for this."

"Alina asked you to pass it to me?" Silvia immediately thought of what happened the previous night. She hurriedly opened the envelope. There was a photo in it... It was a photo of Felix.

It was different from the previous day's photos. In this one, Felix was in a beige casual suit Silvia was most familiar with. He was neatly dressed, not unlike a charming prince from a royal portrait.

The smile on his face in the photo was dazzling, overpowering even the sunshine. Especially his bright eyes, when Silvia looked at them, she could discern the tenderness in his gaze.

"Felix..."

"Boss, why does Alina have a photo of Felix?" As he spoke, Reagan glimpsed several lines of words on the back of the photo. "Boss, there are words on the back of the photo."

Silvia immediately turned the photo over. With just a glance, Silvia could confirm that it was Felix's handwriting. She used to read his handwriting every day, and there was a time when she imitated him, making her very familiar with his script.

"Silvia, when you see this, I may have already passed away. Don't be sad. I'll love you no matter where I go."