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My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly) novel Chapter 4

Summary for Chapter 4: My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly)

Update Chapter 4 of My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly) by Kimberley

With the author's famous My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly) series, Kimberley captivates readers with every word. Dive into chapter Chapter 4, where love anecdotes intertwine with plot twists and hidden demons. Will the next chapters of the My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly) series be available today?
Key: My Husband Warm The Bed (Karen Daly) Chapter 4

"I..." Kevin moved his thin lips but said nothing. His eyes showed a hint of incomprehensible depth beneath the golden glasses. He stared at Karen's back and thought for a few seconds, then he turned and walked to the study room.

In the past three years, Karen had rented a room for herself and lived alone. She was very good at making some home-cooked dishes. Soon, two dishes and soup were served on the table.-

"Kevin, it's time to eat." Karen knocked on the door of the study room carefully and gently pushed the door open when she did not hear a reply.

Kevin was making a phone call in the study. He said, "Take care of these things. You don't have to report everything to me."

After that, he hung up the phone immediately. The moment he looked up, he met Karen's eyes and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"Time to eat," Karen smiled and did not dare to look at him.

"I'll be there in a second." His tone was indifferent as usual.

The two of them sat opposite each other, eating their meal tensely. Neither of them spoke to break the silence. For a moment, the atmosphere seemed to be extremely boring.

Karen moved her lips several times to find some topics to talk about, but she swallowed back her words after seeing Kevin's indifferent expression.

After dinner, Kevin offered to wash dishes for her, and Karen did not refuse. Since he was willing to share the burden of these chores with her, she was happy to let him do so.

It could be seen from Kevin's clumsiness that he had never done these things before.

But it was true. It was impossible for the boss of such a big company to do such trivial things such as washing dishes.

Clank—

Hearing the crack of a porcelain bowl in the kitchen, Karen stood up immediately and walked over.

What she saw was Kevin holding a bowl in his hand and staring blankly at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground.

"Let me do it." Karen walked over and wanted to take the bowl from Kevin's hand.

"No, I'll do it." Kevin stretched out his hand, and his tone did not change.

"Kevin, actually..." Karen looked at Kevin's firm eyes and could not say anything. She nodded and left the kitchen to let him continue.

Although they were legally a couple, Kevin was still a man that Karen was not familiar with.

She wanted to know him more, to know everything about him. She was trying her best to be a good wife.

However, with a personality like his, could she really get close to him like how she had planned when they had gotten married?

Karen sat down in the living room, picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, she randomly put on a news channel.

While watching the TV, she occasionally turned her head to look in the direction of the kitchen. Through the glass door, she saw Kevin carefully cleaning bowls and cutlery.

She secretly sighed in her heart. How could a man look so good while washing dishes?

Perhaps Karen's gaze was too obvious, Kevin looked back as well. Their eyes met, and Karen saw the slight coldness in Kevin's eyes. But he then let out an impeccably polite smile.

Karen's face turned slightly red as she was caught looking at him, and she returned a polite smile.

Karen turned her eyes back to the TV screen, thinking about Kevin.

This man was so confident at work and even looked so good while washing dishes. When would she ever see him make a fool of himself?

After tidying up the kitchen, Kevin returned to the hall and saw that Karen was in a daze. He stared at her delicate face and said after a few seconds, "Karen."

"Ah..." Karen said as she listened to his soothing voice. She found it very pleasant. For a moment, she felt her face burning hot.

"Karen." Kevin called her name in a deep voice and said, "You are no longer alone. You have me."

Kevin's tone was dull, but because of his pleasant voice, it carried a different feeling.

This sentence was obviously not romantic, but it made Karen's heart full of inexplicable feelings.

Although she gritted her teeth and had gradually overcome the pain over the years, she would still feel sad and silently shed tears while thinking of it some late nights.

"Karen." After a long silence, Kevin spoke again, "We are already husband and wife. I sincerely want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Kevin suddenly said this, and Karen was stunned again. Looking up at him and into his sincere eyes, she also said, "I am determined to live with you for the rest of my life."

Kevin stared at her beautiful face, paused for a few seconds, and said, "Karen, can you promise not to break up with me no matter what happens?"

"Yes!" Karen nodded heavily. "I will try my best to be a good wife."

She had also thought that they should not break up so easily. And now, Kevin had said so. This made her feel at ease.

After chatting with Kevin, she felt much more at ease.

Kevin went back to the study. Karen then cleaned up the room and went to the bathroom to take a bath. After her bath, she sat in front of the dressing table and blew her hair dry. Just when her hair had dried, Kevin came in.

He also took a shower and put on a white bathrobe, revealing a small piece of supple, smooth skin on his chest. His hair was still dripping with water, which followed the lines of his body and disappearing into the white bathrobe.

Karen's face suddenly blushed.

"You must be tired. Go to sleep early." Kevin suddenly said. His voice was low and magnetic, which made Karen's heartbeat inexplicably.

Kevin did not intend to leave. Did he mean to sleep in the same room tonight?

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