Chapter 436 Even Divorced, You’re Still My Woman

• With his icy nature, if he didn’t want her to know something, he wouldn’t spill a single word—just like three years ago.
• She tipped her head up to look at him. Her chest heaved, the soft rise and fall brushing his body. His muscles went taut. A wave of raw hunger crashed over his last line of reason and shattered it in seconds.
• He couldn’t hold back anymore. He lowered his head and kissed her.