Sumr Monroe was feeling a bit anxious.
Damian Knight was sleeping beside her, which made her feel uncomfortable, and there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart, so Damian Knight couldn’t sleep with her!
"I was supposed to sleep in the guest room..." Damian Knight dragged his voice and said, "But I just helped you get the shares, and then I’m going to sleep in the guest room by myself, don’t you think your fake dad won’t suspect anything?"
Sumr Monroe hesitated.
Henry Stanton was suspicious by nature, and getting the shares today was due to Damian Knight’s clever maneuvering. But if Damian Knight went to sleep in the guest room, Henry Stanton might suspect sothing and go back on the remaining ten percent of the shares.
What Damian Knight said seed to make sense, but sothing still felt off to her.
Beside her, Damian Knight continued, "Besides, it’s not our first ti sleeping together, don’t be awkward, the first ti is strange but the second ti is familiar, go wash up for bed, I’m tired."
Saying this, Damian Knight stepped into the bathroom with practiced ease and began to wash up first.
Sumr Monroe bit her lip and followed him in, speaking up, "We can sleep together, but tonight you can’t sleep in the sa bed as ."
"Alright." Damian Knight nodded without hesitation.
Only then did Sumr Monroe begrudgingly agree, standing next to Damian Knight to brush her teeth together.
The bathroom was quiet, with only the sound of two people brushing their teeth.
Sumr Monroe couldn’t help sneaking a glance at the mirror, their movents strangely in harmony.
In that mont, she heard the pounding of her heart.
Why was her heartbeat suddenly erratic?
Sumr Monroe instinctively used her non-brushing hand to press against her heart.
This movent prompted Damian Knight to look at her strangely.
Sumr Monroe felt even more guilty, her face flushed down to her neck, hurriedly finishing up and returning to the room first.
As soon as Sumr Monroe left, Damian Knight’s calm deanor vanished, replaced by a heavy sigh—he was nervous too.
Last ti, he didn’t understand his feelings toward Sumr Monroe; he was actually confused and unaware of his true emotions.
But this ti he knew everything.
He knew why he wanted to "ally and marry" Sumr Monroe, and why he couldn’t help but assist her ti and ti again.
It’s not because Sumr Monroe saved his life; it’s simply because... he likes her.
He wants to be with her for a lifeti.
Brushing teeth together every day.
Thinking about this, Damian Knight lowered his gaze, chuckling softly to himself.
Only now realizing that he was quite shaless and brazen.
...
Soon, Damian Knight had also finished washing up.
By the ti he entered Sumr Monroe’s bedroom, she had already made a bed on the floor for him.
Damian Knight said nothing, but after turning off the lights, he repeated his old trick, tossing and turning on the floor noisily.
Yet despite tossing around for a while, he didn’t notice any reaction from Sumr Monroe, she seed to be asleep?
Unable to lie still, Damian Knight simply sat up to look at Sumr Monroe.
Bathed in the moonlight, Sumr Monroe’s sleeping face was soft and serene, like a stunning dieval oil painting.
Damian Knight sat at the bedside for a long ti, finally realizing why Sumr Monroe could sleep through his restlessness—she wore earplugs, and there was a lit sleep aid on the bedside table.
So that’s it...
He was too hasty.
Damian Knight sighed, resignedly lying back down.
Though he wanted to shalessly lie beside Sumr Monroe while she slept, now understanding his feelings for her, he chose to respect her more.
If Sumr Monroe didn’t consent, he wouldn’t force her to do anything.
Maybe thanks to the sleep aid, Damian Knight eventually felt sleepy too.
His insomnia of recent days was thus cured.
The next day ca quickly, with Sumr Monroe being woken by the butler’s knock on the door.
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