She understood all too well what he meant.
With her facial expression twisting and contorting, Audrey retorted, "Get out if you don't leave. What would the housekeeper think if they saw us like this."
"I promise they won't see." With those words, he quickly climbed into bed and cuddled up to her.
It felt extremely uncomfortable. Audrey squirmed and said, "Get up, I haven't even washed yet."
"It's too late, skipping a day won't hurt."
Wasn't he the same neat-freak young lad as before?
Audrey's eyes twitched, and her elbow jabbed at Clive's chest.
She was skilled in martial arts, the force wasn't light. He quickly released her, she deftly got up, then kicked him in annoyance, making him laugh out loud.
When Audrey came out of the bathroom, she initially wanted to tell him to wash up as well.
But…
He had fallen asleep.
She tiptoed to the bedside, softly called out 'Clive', but he didn't respond, only mumbled instinctively, and then turned over, falling back asleep.
