Chapter 153 Whether I Find Another Woman Is None of Your Business

• Victor Guerra lifted his gaze. Evelyn Yeandle stood by the carved railing at the top of the stairs. She’d just showered; tea-brown curls hung damp against her glowing shoulders. She was wearing his white dress shirt.
• A man’s white shirt looked oversized on her, but it made her curves pop, sweet and dangerous. The hem skimmed above her knees, showing off those slender, porcelain legs. She looked like a model shooting a seductive “men’s shirt” spread.
• Victor’s brows pulled tight. “Take off my shirt and go back to your room. I’ll call the secretary to send clothes.”