Living With My Lady Boss romance Capítulo 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.

Yet just then, Wilbur could sense that something was off.

He got off the bed at once. "Let's talk outside."

Shelby saw that, then gritted her teeth before pouncing on Wilbur and hugging him tightly.

Wilbur roared, "What are you doing?" He pushed Shelby away as he spoke.

However, Shelby had a vice grip on Wilbur while she tugged and ripped at his clothes insistently. Wilbur flared up in anger and pushed her away harshly. Shelby fell to the floor, landing hard as she let out a cry of pain.

Just then, Wilbur turned and came to the living room before turning on the lights.

Shelby followed him out quickly as well, but she had ripped most of her pajamas to show a great deal of skin. She screamed and sobbed, rushing out of the house.

Wilbur was confused. He had no idea what had just happened.

Just then, Faye had heard the 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 happened?"