Sofia Hamilton's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, her heart thumping wildly for no apparent reason. It seemed as though all her blood had rushed to her face with a whoosh, and she stammered in rebuttal, "Who... Who wants to sleep with you."
"If you didn't want to sleep, why did you pounce on me?"
"I... It was an accident!"
She explained anxiously, but why did she feel like her explanations sounded like excuses?
And him, his dark eyes were brimming with playful amusement.
Those eyes seemed to say: Let's see how long you can keep denying your true feelings...
Sofia Hamilton's face turned utterly red, and what made her even more embarrassed was their current position.
She tried to get up in a hurry, but unexpectedly, he suddenly flipped over.
His hand, unapologetically wrapping around her waist, changed their positions.
Sofia Hamilton's heart tightened, and she widened her eyes, "What... what are you trying to do!"
Ryan Gregory leaned over, seeing her extremely nervous, he couldn't help but become a bit playful, purposely leaning in, "As a husband, shouldn't I fulfill some duties?"
At his words, her nervousness intensified. Hastily, she pushed against his chest with her hands, chuckling obsequiously, "I don't need any duties, not needed."
Yet, he kept moving closer, and closer...
His scorching breath sprayed on her face, on her neck.
The heat of his breath seemed to burn her skin...
Sofia Hamilton's heart beat even more erratically, and she tensed her body, desperately trying to avoid him.
However, she couldn't escape at all...
Just then, he leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice, "Smells like sweat all over."
His voice, rich and magnetic, electrified her from the inner ear, spreading all over her body, making her heart melt.
Yet, such a beautiful voice spoke such disagreeable words.
Ryan Gregory released her and stood up, leisurely unbuttoning his shirt, "Get up, don't stink up my bed."
"You..."
Sofia Hamilton glared at him, "It's not even as smelly as your mouth!!"
She quickly got up, huffing towards the sofa, while Ryan watched her huffy departure, a flicker of amusement crossed his dark eyes unnoticed.
Once he entered the bathroom, she surreptitiously sniffed herself.
Where was there any sweat smell?
Was he a dog's nose?
That night, he slept on the bed and she on the sofa. The night passed quietly, and Sofia Hamilton lay on the sofa, gazing at the dazzling tassel chandelier on the ceiling, pondering over the secret in her heart.
For this year, she had been searching for a person, a man named Ryan Gregory...
Because of this man, her sister, Sandra Hamilton, had been missing for a whole year.
Sofia Hamilton knew, only by finding this man could she possibly find her sister.
But...
The man who was staying in the same room with her, was he the one she was looking for?
If so, what was his relationship with her sister?
Sofia Hamilton fell asleep full of doubts, and before dozing off, she couldn't help but marvel, "Being rich is wonderful, even the sofa is so comfortable."
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The next day.
The sun shone directly overhead by the time Sofia Hamilton woke up, which was already noon.
The room was empty.
Her stomach growled fiercely...
If you asked what Sofia Hamilton couldn't stand the most, it was being hungry!!
When she was hungry, she felt dizzy and weak, as if her entire life wasn't going well.