Chapter 384

The honeymoon suite was decked out in pure romance. The entire room was filled with roses flown in from Viremont—Chloe Grace’s favorite: black roses. But the bathtub was sprinkled with red petals, clearly showing someone’s hidden thoughts. Chloe wiped off her makeup and took off the intricate red bridal dress and golden crown. She originally planned to take a bath, but she was way too tired and ended up dozing off on the bed. Isabella stayed with her for about thirty minutes before quietly slipping out. Late at night, William Turner came back to the suite after seeing the guests off. The moment he opened the door, a light rose scent hit him—subtle but really nice. As he walked in, he saw the scarlet bed, and lying on it was a beauty that could steal anyone’s breath. She’d taken off the formal layer and was now wearing a sheer pink nightdress that barely covered her curves. A hint of fair skin peeked through the thin fabric, long black hair cascading down her delicate neck—it was the ki