After breakfast.
The two sat on the couch, nestling against each other as they read, an endless warmth flowing between them.
She was wearing his oversized sweater, revealing a pair of snowy white, slender long legs, straight and soft, as if the slightest pinch would leave a red mark.
Caroline Edwin was flipping through a book with one hand while holding Blake Fuller's hand with the other, playing with his distinctively boned fingers.
"These hands are as perfect as ever."
"Thank you for the compliment, I'm glad you like them."
He let her do as she pleased, his gaze occasionally resting on her, eyes brimming with indulgence.
Having stayed at Imperial Garden for quite some time, she didn't put on her long cotton jacket to go home until nearly noon.
Caroline Edwin took out her phone to inform Rex Leanne that she didn't plan to take on any activities for the coming months.
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The three-day deadline arrived quickly.
