Chapter 1004 Sex
After applying the ointment for a few days, Hannah's injuries were almost completely healed. The scab on her forehead had fallen off, leaving only a faint scar that would gradually fade away until it disappeared entirely.
Once she was fully healed, Hannah made a bold decision.
Charles was standing on the balcony in his pajamas, talking on the phone, when he saw the bedroom door handle being pressed down. The door was then pushed open from the outside.
Hannah walked in slowly, holding a pillow.
"Alright! Keep a close watch and report any situation to me immediately." After giving a brief instruction, Charles quickly ended the call, put his phone back in his pajama pocket, and walked into the room. "What's wrong? Coming to my room so late, did something happen? Did you have a nightmare?"
Hannah looked down at her toes, feeling too shy to look at Charles as she thought about what she was about to do. "Were you on the phone just now?"
Charles didn't hide it from her and nodded. "Yes, I was talking to Wyatt about some things."
As he spoke, he held her arms with both hands and asked worriedly again, "Why did you come over suddenly? Is something wrong?"
Hannah continued to look down at her toes, nervously rubbing her thumb against her index finger.
Seeing her silence, Charles became even more concerned. "What's the matter? Are you afraid to say it?"
Hannah closed her eyes, gathered her courage, stood on tiptoe, and quickly kissed Charles on the lips.
Charles was momentarily stunned, then understood and chuckled softly, gently ruffling her hair. "It's late. Go back to your room and sleep."
Hannah, still holding the pillow, carefully grabbed Charles' left index finger and gently tugged. "Charles."
Her voice was soft and sweet, making his heart melt.
Only God knew how much courage Hannah had mustered to break her own principles.
From the moment Charles stood up for her and broke his principles, she had made up her mind that he was the one for her. No matter what the future held, she wanted her first time to be with Charles.
She would never regret it.
Charles couldn't resist her voice. His brow furrowed, and his body trembled as if struck by electricity.
He suppressed his desires and said hoarsely, "I don't want you to regret this in the future."
He didn't want her to regret it, nor did he want to force her.
Hannah's eyes reddened, and she looked at him with grievance. "You're the only one for me in this lifetime. I won't like any other man unless you don't plan to be with me forever."
Afraid she might misunderstand, Charles immediately raised his hand and swore, "I swear to God, I will only love you in this lifetime. I won't look at any other woman. I will marry no one but you."
Hannah knew it was inappropriate to bring this up at this moment.
But if she didn't say it, it would weigh heavily on her heart.
She bit her red lips and finally spoke, "If we ever separate for some unknown reason, will you find another woman?" Just like when Violet left.
She didn't know how deep Charles' feelings for Violet were back then. They were both young and naive about love. It might have been love, or it might have been a mistake of confusing habit with love.
But Violet's place in Charles' heart was undeniable.
After ten years of feelings, Charles still liked Violet seven years later.
Although it was already commendable that Charles had held on for seven years.
But the fact that he eventually fell for Hannah remained.
If they ever separated, would he fall for another woman?
Hannah knew she couldn't be that selfish.
If they separated, Charles couldn't be expected to hold on to their relationship for a lifetime.
But knowing that Charles might fall for another woman still made her heart ache uncontrollably.
Charles answered without any hesitation, "No!"
Hannah looked at him in shock, unable to hide her joy. "Even if you're just comforting me, I'm already very happy with your answer."
Charles chuckled softly, took the pillow from her arms, tossed it onto the bed, and pulled her into his embrace, gently patting her back with his large hand. "I'm not comforting you; I'm telling the truth! And we won't separate, ever! I will protect you, and I won't let the same thing happen again."
This was his promise to Hannah.
He hadn't protected Violet well, which led to what happened and the consequences they faced today.
He absolutely wouldn't let it happen again.
Hannah said, "I mean if we did separate!"
Charles replied firmly, "There's no if. There won't be such an 'if' between us."
Hannah's chest felt warm. After hearing Charles' words, she felt content. No matter what happened in the future, she was satisfied.
Hannah closed her eyes, gathered her courage, and slid her hand into Charles' pajama pocket.
Her touch felt like an electric current, causing shivers wherever it went.
Charles grabbed her restless hand, his voice hoarse with restraint, "Hannah, you..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Hannah kissed him again.
Hannah stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Charles' lean waist, and accurately sealed his lips with hers. Her small tongue boldly slipped in, entwining with his.
Charles felt a wave of indescribable sensations, his body heating up, and tiny beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
A voice inside him screamed wildly.
He wanted to press Hannah down and take her fiercely.
But his remaining rationality pulled him back from the brink of losing control. He held Hannah's slender waist with his large hand, avoiding her lips, and stared intently into her shy eyes.
Hannah's eyelashes trembled with nervousness.
Charles' Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, feeling unbearably restrained, causing sweat to bead on his forehead and veins to bulge.
Charles said, "Are you sure? Once something happens, there's no turning back! I'll hold on to you for the rest of my life, even if you want to leave me, I won't let go."
Hannah answered his question with action, kissing him again and boldly untying the belt of his pajamas.
Charles' throat tightened. He no longer held back, bending down to carry Hannah to the bed.
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