My Husband, Warm The Bed novel Chapter 220

However, before she could take a breath, Kevin held her into his arms again, as if he wanted to embed her into his body. "Karen Daly, I won't let you leave me anymore."

He said it softly, like a murmur, or more like something which had been rehearsed for hundred times, from the bottom of his heart.

Abruptly, she stopped struggling. In a trance, she seemed to understand why he was out of control.

After a long time, she sighed softly and then whispered, "Mr. Kyle, is your wife... also named Karen Daly?"

Kevin seemed to have known her from a long time ago. The way he looked at her was very different from the first time they met, but it was only until now that she realized it.

Perhaps it was because she had the same name as his wife, and her figure was somewhat similar, that he mistook her as his wife. Even Little Karen would rely on her so much, it was probably because of this too.

With such an explanation, all the unreasonable things could be explained.

They all regarded her as another person, while the other Karen Daly was not her.

Ugh——

Although she had nothing to do with them, being treated as a substitute still made her feel extremely uncomfortable in her heart.

As soon as she finished her words, she felt that Kevin's body was slightly stiff, and the strength holding her arm was loosened.

"Yes, my wife's name is Karen Daly, and she looks exactly like you. I lost her three years ago. When I met her again, she was with her scumbag of a father."

This was what Kevin wanted to say to her in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't say that to her. Regardless of whether Karen would, believe it or not, it would only add salt to her wound.

If Karen believed him but she was unable to find the memories she had before, it would drive her crazy. If Karen did not believe him, she would stay away from him, and she would not even be willing to see him again.

Therefore, Kevin could only push the woman he had missed for three years away from him, watching her getting further and further away from him.

Kevin didn't know what he could say. Her expression now was like a frightened little kitten, full of fear and vigilance. She never looked at him like this before, not even during their first encounter years ago. To her, he was worse than a stranger.

Thinking about it carefully, this period of time of her return felt long and painful to him. He got what he wanted but lost it again. He was so happy and then he felt desperate. The difference between Heaven and Hell was just a fine line to him.

But even so, he was still glad that he had met her again.

His feelings for her were deeply engraved in his heart.

Karen Daly, did you know how much I missed you?

Although you are right in front of me, I miss you more than ever.

Kevin let go of Karen completely. There was a smile on his lips. She could even see the smile on his lips. This smile was definitely not joy, but more like helplessness, the helplessness of a moth darting into a flame.

"I'm sorry!" Kevin said. His voice was a little shaky, but he still held his gentleness, "I was out of control."

She suddenly couldn't say anything. There was a voice in her heart that wanted to break out, but in a flash, it was pulled back to the bottom of her heart and returned to silence.

She should be angry. If she was forced to kiss a man as a substitute, she should be angry.

But why wasn't she getting angry?

"Have a good rest," Kevin said, slowly walking out of the room, "Don't worry, I will never lose my composure again this way."

He stood at the door as he made this promise. He didn't look back at Karen and then left.