Chapter 902
Alexander Foster sat straight up, gently touching her hair and affectionately said, "Your room is ready, time to rest. Good night."
A faint smile played on his lips, as if he had tasted honey.
The blush on Chloe Collins' face was carried away by the cold wind. She furrowed her eyebrows, turned around to gather the rope, and walked back.
Alexander's previous comment rang in her ears: "Let's see...who's better in the bedroom."
Her breathing hitched slightly, and a warmth spread to her ears. She quickened her pace towards her room with a frown on her face.
What men think about, it's truly perplexing.
At night, in bed, Chloe Collins couldn't cover herself with a blanket. Lost in her thoughts, she was feeling warm with no sign of sleepiness.
Two soft rings came from her cellphone. She picked it up:
[Medical Staff: If you're awake, want to chat?]
[Chloe Collins: ?]
[Medical Staff: About Alexander Foster, what are your feelings for him?]
