Flirting With My Ex-husband
Chapter 565

Later, Raymond got up and sat aside, leaning his head back against the backrest of the sofa. He raised his wrist over his eyes. He put his other hand round her waist, grabbed her left hand and rubbed back and forth in her palm with his thumb.

The living room was very quiet, and neither of them spoke in tacit understanding. The sounds of their gasping and rapid heartbeats were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell which voice belonged to whom.

It took about 30 seconds before Raymond moved. He withdrew his hand from his eyes and touched her at the corner of her eye softly, "Go take a bath and get ready to sleep. We'll sail tomorrow."

Scarlett's face was still a little flushed from her intimacy with him, and her charming eyes were wild. When she looked up at him, there was still a blush in the corners of her eyes.

Raymond looked at her and his eyes were deep. Then he looked away and said," Honey, don't look at me like that."

Scarlett was a little embarrassed and wanted to explain. But she felt that the more she said, the more Raymond would think, so she stopped talking and got up from the sofa, "I'm going to take a bath." "By the way, I have a yacht under my name.

He meant that they didn't have to rent a yacht.

Hearing what he had said, Scarlett raised her eyebrows and smiled. "So do I, Mr.

Shaw."

Raymond looked at her askance and raised his eyebrows rarely, "The one I saw last time?"

Scarlett nodded, "Mr. Shaw, you're so smart.

After having finished her words, she turned and went upstairs.

Raymond watched Scarlett's back until she disappeared around the corner of the stairs. Then he looked back, lowered his head and smiled.

Scarlett woke up early because they were going to sail. On summer mornings, the sun rose earlier.

Raymond didn't stay at the villa last night and brought breakfast over 7:00 a.m this morning.

After the two of them had eaten breakfast, they went into action separately. Scarlett went to pick up Rowan while Raymond went to the harbor to meet Lee, her yacht manager.

Rowan was old and went to bed after ten o'clock at night. The next day he got up before six o'clock and took exercise.

When Scarlett went to pick him and Yair up, they had finished their breakfast for a while.

"Grandpa, did you sleep well last night?"

Rowan took a look at Scarlett and smiled," Unlike you and your brother, I can sleep well in a strange environment."

What he meant, of course, was that he had slept well.

Scarlett smiled, "Grandpa, a friend of mine happens to be free and will sail with us. Do you mind?"

Rowan heard Scarlett say "her friend," and didn't think much about it, "I don't mind. I just happen to take this opportunity to meet your friend. Don't you have two friends who you grow up with?" "Yes, but they're not free these days."

"It doesn't matter. When they're free, you can take them to visit Deeton City."

"Okay."

Scarlett looked at him, who was happy, and wondered if he would be so happy to see Raymond later.

Forty-five minutes later, she drove slowly into the harbor.

The wind was a little strong by the sea. In early June, there were not many typhoons in Juanton City, so it was indeed a good choice to sail at this time.

Next to them, a yacht was ready to sail, too. Scarlett had met some of them, but she wasn't familiar with them.

Scarlett helped Rowan slowly onto the yacht, and he entered the cabin. It was very spacious, so he thought that it must be a great yacht, "Where's your friend?"

Just as Rowan had finished his words, Raymond walked in from outside. "Hello, Mr. Tank."

Seeing Raymond, Rowan's face went cold." What are you doing here?"