The Secret Heir's Return to Wealth and Love novel Chapter 550

"Alright." Baillie gently touched her head, "I'll get a hot compress."

"Ok."

Paige watched Baillie's back as he left.

He took off his coat, now only wearing a white shirt and dress pants.

Looking at his wide shoulders, waist, and hips, Paige swallowed.

Then she quickly averted her eyes, gently patting her cheek: "Wake up! Wake up, you old perv!"

Baillie returned soon.

He bent one of his legs, sitting across from Paige, and gently stroked her bruised face, bringing the two faces very close to each other.

Close enough to feel each other's breath.

Paige lowered her eyelids, careful not to reveal anything odd. Actually, she didn't mind if something happened between her and Baillie. After all, they were married; such a day would come sooner or later.

But, Paige didn't want it to be today. Otherwise, her memories would be tainted with impurities.

This thought flashed through her mind.

Paige suddenly became a little lost in thought. Impurities... was that referring to Logan?

Paige had loved Logan so madly. She was usually a very cheerful person, but during those four years, her tears seemed to run dry.

When they broke up, Paige felt heartbroken.

She thought the pain Logan caused her might take half her life to heal. She was also pessimistic, thinking that loving Logan so much would make it difficult to ever really let go.

But how much time had passed since then? Had she already put Logan in the category of impure things?