Chapter 340

---- Chapter 340 In Donovan's arms, Giselle turned to face him. She cupped his cheeks and rose on her tiptoes, kissing him again with fervor. The kiss deepened until the two of them lost themselves in it, eventually tumbling back onto the bed. Nearly a year had passed since their bitter split, but now they were married. Sex had been off the table, yet with their hearts finally laid bare, their old passion quickly returned. When Donovan undressed her, he found her skin as flawless as ever. She still felt tight as ever-there were no traces to show she had been defiled by others.

Unable to restrain himself, he rained kisses over every inch of her body. Though Giselle had repeatedly claimed that after being sold to that place, she'd been with hundreds of men, he'd never truly cared. Even if she had been with thousands -or even tens of thousands of men-he could still act as if nothing had happened. Because nothing mattered more than the fact that she had come back to him alive and whole. For a man of Donovan's stature, he had indulged in every desire and had the world at his fingertips. Virginity, something the common folk clung to, was meaningless to him.

---- It was like a billionaire casually slipping on a pair of cheap flip -flops and eating at a snack stall-it was a pursuit not of status, but of freedom and comfort. The two of them gave themselves over completely, exploring every corner and releasing the passion that had been suppressed for too long. At last, they collapsed , drenched in sweat. With their bodies pressed together, they drifted into sleep. It wasn't until noon that Donovan was roused by the chime of incoming emails.

Propping himself against the headboard with a cigarette in one hand, he replied to a few work messages with the other. Once he was done, his gaze fell on the woman beside him. She was sprawled across the bed, still fast asleep. He reached out and brushed aside the strands of hair that clung to Giselle's cheek, his gaze softening as he studied her face. She loved to sleep in, and her sleeping posture was always unruly. Sometimes, she was sprawled face down, and sometimes she slept diagonally across the bed. There were even times when she slept rolling from the headboard to the foot of the bed.

She was careless and unrestrained. Yet the more time he spent with her, the more he found her endearing. Especially whenever he stared at her breathtakingly beautiful ---- face, whatever she did seemed right. Given how enchanting she was, anything she did could be forgivable. Donovan couldn't bear to wake her, so he quietly slipped out of bed. Pulling the blanket over her, he went into the bathroom for a shower. As he finished his bath and dried his hair, Benjamin knocked softly on the door. "Mr. Kane, Mrs. Kane Senior's here." Donovan's mood instantly soured.

Just moments ago, he had finally felt at ease. Still, he threw on a set of casual clothes and went downstairs. Only Dorothea and Grace came. "Don," Grace greeted him first, hurrying toward him with concern. "We went to see you at the hospital this morning , but the doctor said you were already discharged . Why didn't you tell us ahead of time? Are you sure you've recovered enough to leave?" Grace was usually busy running her own beauty business, but as the matron of the Kane household, she still made time to visit Donovan often with Dorothea.

After all, she knew how important his role was in the family. Donovan couldn't be bothered to respond to her. "What's the matter?" "Come on, Can't we come if there's nothing in particular 2" Dorothea said testily as she came forward. "Dr. Keppler told ---- me you haven't fully recovered yet. Why are you in sucha hurry to leave the hospital? "You should put company matters aside for now and wait until you're completely healed." "Yeah, right." Donovan couldn't stand her nagging and brushed her off. ''I know. You can go now-I was about to head out anyway."