Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 310

Chapter 312

Vania pouted. "This isn't the olden days where people had to follow whatever you say. So, no means no," she spoke up righteously.

As soon as Hanson saw the insistent look in Vania's eyes, he knew that if he proceeded with his actions tonight, there wouldn't be an outcome.

As such, he reached out and took her into his arms. Subsequently, he dragged her backward as they fell onto the bed.

"Ah…" She was taken by surprise as she exclaimed, "What are you trying to do?" Since when did he get up on my bed?

Vania was held tightly in his arms and she had no way of struggling out of them. She heard him speak up in a weary voice, "Be good and stop making a fuss. I'm really tired, so I won't do anything to you. I just want to hold you in my arms and have a good night's sleep."

His fatigue was evident in his voice and actions, especially since he appeared to be close to falling asleep at any second now.

After she heard his words, she instantly stopped struggling.

Hanson gave a slight smile and thought, She's indeed one who only yields to a soft approach.

His lips curled upward into a smile as he pulled her tighter into his arms as a wave of exhaustion hit him.

In fact, Hanson was not lying. He usually had sleep issues and they only worsened when he moved houses and knew that she lived next door. Now that he had the woman of his dreams in his arms, she was like a sleeping pill for him, and he felt extremely at ease. At the same time, there was a wave of exhaustion that he hadn't experienced for quite some time overwhelming him now.

However, for Vania, it was the exact opposite. She had never been held in any man's arms before. The warmth from Hanson's body felt like a burst of sunlight, and she felt uncomfortable with the warmth.

However, for Vania, it was the exact opposite. She had never been held in any man's arms before. The warmth from Hanson's body felt like a burst of sunlight, and she felt uncomfortable with the warmth.

She rolled from left to right repeatedly, but she couldn't seem to find a comfortable position.

Although she tossed and turned, she couldn't seem to be able to get some shut-eye. Furthermore, she couldn't help recalling the fateful night five years ago.

Ever since Hanson appeared by her side, she could not help but picture Hanson's face on that man. It was as if Hanson was the one from that fateful night.

She heaved a silent sigh, and in the darkness, she suddenly heard Hanson's voice out dangerously, "Vania, if you keep moving, I wouldn't mind breaking my word this once."

As soon as Vania heard that, she suddenly froze, as if someone had cast a spell on her.

Perhaps it was too late at night or perhaps because she had him by her side, her stiff body gradually turned silent, and she fell asleep in his arms.

Hanson sensed the even breathing from the person next to him, and he tightened his grip on her before kissing her on the forehead. "Good night, darling."

Subsequently, he fell asleep too.

That night, he had a very restful sleep, and he slept much better than when he took any sleeping pills. He felt comfortably at ease at that moment, and the weariness within him dissipated. Furthermore, he experienced a perfect dream that he never had.

The next morning, dawn had just broken and Hanson woke up invigorated. He glanced at Vania's sleeping look and kissed her gently on her forehead before creeping out of bed. Subsequently, he walked out of the room.

He came back into the room in less than ten minutes. This time, he had a large bag with him, and he crouched over silently. He arranged his regularly used products all over Vania's room, and he seemed intent on taking over the room.

After completing his mission of arranging his stuff around Vania's room, he clapped his hands with a pleased expression.

Once the sun came out, Vania's biological clock was activated and she woke up like clockwork.

She could feel herself being held tightly in someone's arms, and she wriggled uncomfortably. As soon as she opened her eyes, though, she discovered Hanson's face in front of her, and she instantly retreated backward in fright. After she had come back to her senses, she recalled that Hanson had insisted on staying over the night before.