Even though Blair had something to say, he swallowed his words.
After all, Mable did not respond to what he said. Instead, she avoided it.
Blair then stood up and started to undress.
“W-what are you doing?!”
Mable clutched the blanket and quickly moved to the side.
Blair threw his jacket on the chair and lifted the cover to lay beside her.
“Didn’t you want to rest? I’ll keep you company.”
Mable pushed him. “I don’t need your company…”
“I do.”
Blair grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.
“Mabes, I took care of you all night. I’m sleepy too.”
After saying that, he buried his head in her neck and hugged her waist tightly.
Angry and annoyed, Mable pushed him twice but failed to achieve anything.
‘When did he become so rogue?!’
Before long, Blair’s breathing evened out.
Mable stared at his handsome face and sighed helplessly.
She was not sleepy and only said that to send him away.
Now that she was listening to his regular heartbeat and breathing, sleepiness was slowly kicking in…
After some time, Blair opened his eyes.
He studied Mable and gently caressed her frowning eyebrows.
‘Does being with me make you so upset that you frown even when asleep?
‘You used to love me so much. What happened? Now, you won’t even give me a chance to get close to you.’
Blair felt helpless and greedily kissed her.
…
Mable valued her hands very much. If she had been in control that night, she would not have injured her hand.
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