No Wife, No Life Chapter 257

Harper never expected Caden to come on so strong. Her hands felt weak, her fingertips trembling slightly before she gently held his hand, letting him kiss her without any resistance.

After what felt like forever, his lips finally eased up, pulling away from her. Seeing her swollen lips, he couldn't resist giving them another tender peck.

"Want to keep going?" He squeezed her soft palm before reluctantly letting go.

Harper was still catching her breath, her eyelashes lowering as if his gaze had scorched her.

Sensing her reaction, Caden gently tugged her hand, his other hand cradling the back of her head, and he kissed her again.

Harper shivered, her fingers, which had been loosely resting on the back of his hand, suddenly tightened, gripping his hand as he deepened the kiss.

She felt his lips and tongue entwining with hers, so powerful.

Harper let out a couple of soft hums, only to be kissed even deeper and harder.

When she finally opened her eyes, gasping for breath, Caden released her.

"Want to keep going? Are you really not planning to rest?" He asked playfully.

Harper didn't answer, but she lightly kissed his lips.

"So, is that a yes?"

His deep brown eyes sparkled with amusement as he looked at her.

Harper's face turned bright red. Under his gaze, she felt flustered.

The way he looked at her now was teasingly intimate.

Harper huffed in annoyance and tried to pull her hand back, but Caden held on tightly.

"You sure are talkative tonight. Do you want to keep going or not?" She asked, her face still flushed.

"Of course, keep going. Why wouldn't we?"

Caden smiled at her.

Suddenly, Caden pulled her into his arms, his lips brushing against her earlobe as he whispered, "Keep going, of course."

His hot breath on her ear made her whole body heat up.

"Caden!" She couldn't help but call out in frustration.

However, Caden didn't restrain; he pressed her hand against his cheek, lowering his head to tenderly caress the hair at her temple. Gazing upon his face, mere inches from her own, Harper found her breathing growing increasingly erratic. He spoke in a low voice, "I can't help it. You're too popular. If I don't do something, you'll forget about me eventually."

After Harper got divorced from Alex, many people wanted to get close to her.

She was never short of excellent men around her.

She muttered, "You're the same. Women are always after you. The Miller family's daughter has been infatuated with you for ages."

"But I only have eyes for you!" He said passionately.

"Caden, I love you."

Harper suddenly whispered.

Caden looked up at her.

His gaze was intense, and she saw his deep love in his eyes.

He didn't respond with words, but kissed her fiercely.

His hands slid under her back, pulling her tightly against him. He almost locked her arms within his embrace, making Harper feel helpless like a doll, her head tilting back as he kissed her.

His burning lips trailed from her mouth to her ear, whispering, "I love you more."

Harper felt both ticklish and weak from his kisses, but his strong arms held her firmly, trapping her in his embrace.

His lips then trailed from her ear, down her neck, and slowly moved to her shoulder, continuing downward...

Everywhere he kissed, her skin reacted, shivering involuntarily.

His passionate kisses made her feel like she was being consumed by him.

His movements were intense, as if he wanted to embed his deep love into her very being.

After what felt like an eternity, their lovemaking finally ceased.

Harper lay on the bed, looking at Caden beside her, feeling a bittersweet ache in her heart.

She tightly held Caden's hand, their fingers interlocked. "Caden, I think I miss you."

She said, "No, not just a little. I miss you a lot."

Caden seemed to understand what she meant, smiling as he spoke, "I'm right here with you."

After their passionate moment, a sense of melancholy filled Harper's heart.

She stared at Caden, memories of his vibrant past flashing through her mind.

Back then, he could stand, run, and lift her with one hand. Caden once also could laugh freely in front of the camera and confidently supported her in front of reporters. She missed that Caden so much."Caden." Her throat felt tight.

Caden seemed to guess what she was about to say and kissed her again.

Harper tried to push him away, but he didn't let go, his lips still pressed against hers.

When she finally felt him relax, she looked at him again, her voice hoarse. "I miss the previous you so much."

She looked at him, her gaze filled with profound affection.

It seemed like this overwhelming emotion was only because of Caden.

She felt she had been irrational lately, only acting this way around him.

Facing him, she always felt guilty.

Looking into her eyes, Caden seemed to understand her heart.

Caden paused, then suddenly cupped her face, speaking firmly, "You said you could make me stand again. I always believed you."

He kissed her again, "That me will come back to you finally."

Harper's eyes welled up with tears.

He always believed in her.

...

Dawn was breaking.

Caden finally fell asleep beside her.

Harper slowly got out of bed, casually throwing on a jacket, and leaned down to kiss Caden's face before leaving the room.

She went to the study, standing by the window, feeling the slight chill of the morning.

She saw the pack of cigarettes on the desk.

She hadn't smoked for an extended period, yet at this moment, her emotions were unsettled, compelling her to light a cigarette and take a drag, attempting to suppress the agitation that weighed upon her heart.s.

Her gaze fell outside the window.

The first light of dawn slowly rose from the horizon.

She sat quietly by the study window, watching the morning light.

Winter mornings always came a bit late, the air filled with a slight chill. A thin layer of frost covered the window.

In the distance, the firmament was adorned with a delicate vermilion hue, instilling a sense of optimism within the hearts of onlookers.Suddenly, she gently pushed open the window. A rush of cool air hit her, but it wasn't bone-chilling; instead, it cleared her mind.

She took a deep breath of fresh air, feeling every cell in her body awaken, and made a final decision: She wanted to help Caden stand again.

No! She must make Caden stand again!