Mr. CEO's Regret: Win Back His Ex-wife novel Chapter 1

"I hate being away from you."

A sweet, coquettish voice rang out. Catherine Quinn watched as the young woman stood on her tiptoes to kiss Harry Zimmerman's cheek.

Harry held an umbrella for the woman as he walked her to her car. "Drive safe. Text me when you get home."

Catherine stood frozen. Her eyes met Harry's as he happened to look up. She hadn't brought an umbrella and had been caught in the rain since getting off the bus. Seeing this play out made her heart ache.

She said nothing and walked past Harry and toward the building. She knew Harry was having an affair, but seeing it with her own eyes was different.

Catherine knew Harry loved someone else from the very beginning of their marriage. It was just that right before Harry planned to confess his feelings, the two of them ended up in bed together without warning.

Everything had happened so suddenly. Then a group of people walked in on them, and both families pressured them into a rushed marriage.

There was no ceremony, no rings. Just a piece of paper to prove their relationship, and nothing else.

The weather in March was bitterly cold, especially when she was drenched. A gust of wind made her shiver and sneeze.

"Why didn't you call me?" Harry's expression was unreadable.

Catherine smiled indifferently. "It wasn't that far anyway."

She wouldn't dare interrupt his little rendezvous.

Catherine went inside to shower and warm up in the bathroom. She came out wearing a bathrobe, and her wavy hair was still dripping. She then walked to the dressing table with a hairdryer in hand.

Behind her, the faint scent of tobacco drifted closer. Her body stiffened slightly. Harry reached out and took the hairdryer from her, and his other hand settled on the small of her back.

Catherine understood his intention perfectly. She lowered her eyes, turned, and pushed against him. "I'm not in the mood today."

"Well, I am." Harry grabbed her arm, lifted her, and carried her into the bathroom.

In the steam-filled room, Catherine's bathrobe quickly disappeared. The moment his scorching chest pressed against her, the heat made Catherine instinctively want to flee. But he gripped her chin, forcing her to look up and meet his kiss.

His ragged breaths mixed with the sounds of their passion. Catherine's body trembled as his hands explored her intimately. He teased her until she went rigid.

Harry lowered his head and took her into his mouth. His teeth grazed her most sensitive peak before applying pressure. Catherine let out a muffled groan. Her legs had weakened so much that she started to slide down.

He knew her body too well, easily coaxing responses from her. His fingers explored lower, and since she was already reacting, it made it easier for him to delve deeper and tease her.

Hearing Catherine's breathless moans, he chuckled softly near her ear. "So responsive. You react the moment I touch you."

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