Victor's body stiffened, and he smiled gently.
Seeing her standing barefoot on the ground, he frowned and walked over to carry her in his arms. After putting her on bed and letting her lean against the head of the bed, he sat next to her and covered them with the quilt.
"Dear, it's warmer to talk like this." Reaching out, he pulled her into his arms and ran his finger through her hair, "Honey, tell me. What do you want to talk about?"
Eden leaned against his arms and felt his warmth. She no longer felt scared and worried.
She looked out of the window. The sky was as dark as black ink. She said casually, "According to the forecast, it will rain tomorrow."
Victor was stunned.
He remained silent.
Eden added, "I don't think you'll sweat if you kneel on the keyboard in such weather."
Victor suddenly held her more tightly and looked at her pitifully, "Honey, those who tell the truth can receive a lighter sentence. I told you the truth."
Eden looked up at him, "Is that so?"
"Dear, I'm really honest. If you don't believe me, call Brian and ask him. I definitely didn't lie." He guessed that she would wake up around four in the morning, but she woke up at three. He didn't make her exhausted.
He had to do better the next time.
"Really?" Eden poked his chest.
"Of course. If you don't believe me, I can't fall asleep tonight." Victor looked at her pitifully.
"Alright, don't pretend to be wronged. I believe you. Let's sleep." Eden lay down slowly.
Victor lay next to her and hugged her from behind, "Honey, we caught a lot of people tonight, so we'll be safer in the future."
"Hmm!" Eden didn't think it would be less dangerous just because they had caught a few people.
She was used to these things.
Eden was very tired and soon fell asleep.
Victor looked at her peaceful sleeping face and smiled, "Honey, good night!"
Early in the morning, it was was dull and slightly drizzly, and the moisture blew in through the window. Eden looked out of the window with sleepy eyes. It was really raining. Feeling cold, she leaned against Victor's arms.
Maybe she was really tired yesterday, and she got up for a while in the middle of the night. She was still very drowsy at this time. She glanced at the white mechanical alarm clock on the bedside table. It was half past eight, but she didn't want to get up.
She liked to sleep on rainy days, because the sound of rain made her feel relaxed.
She tilted her head to look at Victor who was still sleeping soundly. His habit of sleeping while holding her in his arms had never changed.
As long as she moved slightly, he would hold her tightly subconsciously.
Knowing that he would not go to the company, Eden lay in his arms quietly.
The notification sounded, and she reached for the phone on the table. It was a message sent by Alyssa.
"Director Bleu, do you need me to prepare the dress for the fashion festival for you?"
"No, I'll do it myself."
"Okay, the dress made by you must be beautiful!"
"As long as it's comfortable to wear."
"Director Bleu, don't forget about the time. It will start at nine o'clock this Friday morning."
"Okay, I'll go to the company, and we'll go there together."
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