Chapter 35

Shelby’s head was bowed, her tone feeble as she asked, “Wilbur, are you and Miss Faye married?”

“No,” Wilbur said, sitting up.

“What are you two, then?”

“Colleagues.”

After Shelby heard his reply, she sat down next to Wilbur on his bed. She leaned towards him, the front of her dress falling to expose her cleavage and her fair, smooth legs.

“Wilbur, I’m really grateful for you but… I don’t know what I should do. You don’t think I’m a bad person, do you?” Shelby looked at Wilbur.

Wilbur took in the sight of a pitiful–looking Shelby gazing at him. “We can talk in the living room. This isn’t very appropriate.”

Yet just then, Shelby inched even closer. She was practically running against Wilbur’s body as she cooed, Wilbur, I need some comfort. Can you make me feel better?”

It was the middle of the night, and there was a beauty practically throwing herself at Wilbur. Any other man would have found it hard to resist.

could sense

the bed at once. “Let’s talk

gritted her teeth before pouncing on Wilbur

are you doing?” He pushed

insistently. Wilbur flared up in anger

the living room before turning on

pajamas to show a great deal of skin. She screamed and sobbed,

no idea what

noise as well. She bumbled down the stairs sleepily, before taking in the sight of Wilbur’s torn pajamas and startling at once. “What just

not too sure either, but I don’t think it’s anything good,” Wilbur said.

at once, trying to get him

describing what had just

shock after listening

she would trust Wilbur without a doubt. Shelby,

helpless girl with no one to rely on. Why did she have to do something

was still contemplating, Wilbur said, “Someone’s trying

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do that?”

sure. I’ve offended a good number of

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