Chapter 865

The bedroom was quiet, filled only with the soft morning light streaming in through the curtains. Yvette was awake but feeling utterly drained. As she shifted slightly, her body protested—her back ached, and her legs felt like jelly. "Baby, are you awake?" Wilson's smooth voice interrupted her thoughts. He strode into the room, his long legs closing the distance in a few quick steps. Without hesitation, he scooped her into his arms, his hands slipping under her pajama top. Yvette's reflexes kicked in, and she grabbed his wrist, her cheeks flushing. Remembering the events of the previous night, she shot him a half-hearted glare. "Stop… Let's not do it in the day." Wilson chuckled, his deep voice laced with mischief. His dark eyes sparkled with amusement. "Relax, Yvie. I'm just helping with your sore back." He smirked, tilting his head slightly as he challenged, "What did you think I was about to do?" Realizing she'd jumped to conclusions, Yvette's ears burned red. She buried her f