Chapter 167 The Mystery of Swelling Lips

• Like the deep rumble of a cello, Hudson's voice caressed Wynette's ears with a hint of seductive charm.
• Whether it was the effect of his words or something else, she suddenly felt his heartbeat pounding vigorously against her palm, its rhythm echoing through her veins and reverberating in her chest.
• A wave of panic washed over Wynette, and she pulled her hand back with all her might. She clenched her fists tightly, but her palms felt burning, a lingering heat throbbing beneath her skin.