Aurelia looked at this face, montarily stunned. He was really handso, with well-defined features, thin lips, and surprisingly long eyelashes... She unconsciously reached out, fiddling with his long lashes, her fingers gliding over his high nose bridge.
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The man's eyes suddenly opened without warning, cold and slightly drowsy black eyes looking at her.
"..." Her body stiffened, her finger resting on his nose bridge, awkwardly caught between their gazes.
She wanted to withdraw, but... it was too late.
Oh no, he saw! What would he think of her?
Think she was a voyeur? A lovesick fool? Soone taking advantage of the situation?
She couldn't explain it at all!
Ahhhh! It's driving crazy!
Her eyes lifted, her gaze bold and arrogant, glaring at Mason Nightshade, she spoke coldly, taking the initiative, "Mason Nightshade, you pervert, why are you sleeping in my bed?"
"Are you sure this is your bed?" Mason, still sowhat not fully awake, had a handso face marked with sleepiness, yet his black eyes were clear as they looked at her, his arm still draped over her waist, not retracting.
"Of course I'm sure! This is my..." Before the word "room" could co out, Aurelia reacted instantly, stopping herself, and looked up to see Mason's eyes fixed on her with a mocking smile on his lips.
He actually got her to say it!
"Wasn't I supposed to be sleeping in the hospital room? How are you here? How did I get back?" Aurelia lied without a blush, her heart not skipping a beat, "naturally" withdrawing her hand.
Sleepwalking patients often don't rember what happened while sleepwalking; with how awkward things were yesterday, if she admitted it, how could she face Mason Nightshade in the future?
She had to play dumb about this!
Mason held her small hand, his lips moved, just about to say sothing, but his brow furrowed as he raised his hand to her forehead.
Aurelia wanted to swat it away, but her body was too weak and powerless, she didn't even have the strength to lift her arm, Mason's husky, magnetic voice sounded in her ear, "You have a fever!"
"Don't move; wait for to co back." He got out of bed, grabbed his phone, went downstairs, and stopped at the door to say to her, "I've requested a three-day leave for you from the crew, it won't delay the shooting schedule. You rest at ho today and don't go anywhere."
His domineering tone was beyond dispute!
After he went downstairs, she took her phone and flipped through the ssages, sure enough, she saw Mason's response to Sawyer's text, and… he even used his tone!
This damned pervert! How is she supposed to explain their relationship to Sawyer!
And there's also the greeting ssage from Ursa. She suddenly disappeared yesterday — that girl must be worried sick.
She called Ursa back.
"Aurelia!" As soon as the call connected, Ursa's voice ca through, full of crying tones, "Boo hoo, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I hadn't called you, you would've been fine. Are you alright? Last night, the young master said you went to sleep, so I didn't dare call again."
Aurelia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Silly girl, if you didn't call , should I have just watched your brother get so sick and lie at ho?"
Ursa was silent for a mont, then she started crying softly again, and on the phone one could still hear Ursa's mother inquiring with concern.
Aurelia felt a warmth in her heart.
She hadn't expected people without blood ties to care for her this much, and then looking at her own father...
"Aurelia." Ursa's gentle sobbing pulled her out of her thoughts, "Last night, the young master was really scary. I heard you disappeared, and he went mad looking for you everywhere. Even Grayson Quinn couldn't stand it and tried to calm him down, but the young master ended up hitting Grayson Quinn."
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