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Chapter 389

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Satan lay beside him.

Hearing her door open, they both lifted their eyes toward her simultaneously.

The dog quickly lowered his gaze again.

Julian, however, crossed his arms, his eyes gazing at her with a look like cold mist drifting from snowy mountains.

Louisa froze.

Their eyes met.

Louisa gripped her car keys tightly, her thoughts churning.

Finally, Julian spoke first. “Where are you going?”

Louisa’s throat felt tight. “For a drive.”

Julian laughed softly. “For a drive? From the look on your face, I thought you were going to rob someone.”

Louisa fell silent for a moment.

She walked toward him. “When did you come out? Why didn’t you knock?”

Julian looked at her, his

yes smiling. “I was waiting for my girlfriend to open the door for

1. me.

His voice was so light, like a breeze that

that could easily scatter Louisa’s fragile resolve.

Her heart seemed to ache even more.

How long had he been waiting here?

He was waiting for her to open the door.

Not knocking. No forcing.

Just waiting for her like this.

Why hadn’t she come out sooner?

Julian extended his hand toward her. “My legs are numb. Pull me up.

Louisa pressed her lips together, the corners of her mouth curving into aile as she reached out her hand

But with a gentle tog, he pulled her down instead.

Louise tumbled into his emprat

The next second, hir kits destended

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Louisa didn’t struggle. She wrapped her arms around his neck and lost herself in his deep kiss.

Finally, after kissing for who knows how long.

Feeling he had no intention of letting her go, she pushed him away, gasping for breath.

Julian: “Still going for that drive?”

Louisa: “Not anymore.”

Julian: “But now I’m homeless. What should I do?”

Louisa: “Then I guess I’ll take you in.”

Julian laughed softly, the sound pressed against her ear–tingling and seductive.

Louisa’s ear itched, and she quickly added, “I’m only taking you in for two nights, okay?”

In two days, he had to go abroad on a business trip.

She’d only take him in until his trip.

When he came back, he’d have to figure something out himself.

Julian seemed content and did

Louisa said nothing.

complain about the short duration. He pecked her lips lightly. “Our Louisa is beautiful and kind–hearted.”

She got up from him first, then pulled him up.

Satan followed them inside.

The dog made himself right at home. Whether at Julian’s place or Louisa’s he’d just find a spot anywhere and lie down.

After Louisa closed the door, she asked Julian, “Do you want to sleep on the couch or the bed?”

The implication: I’m just taking you in. We’re not living together.

Of course, there could be another layer of meaning: Sex is sex, cohabitation is cohabitation, Sex is fine, cohabitation is not.

A matter of principle that needed to be clearly stated.

Julian first looked at her, then glanced at the couch with some disdain.

Louiza was straightforward. Then you take the bed, Ull sleep on the couc

allergic to couches.”

fullan looked at her meaningfully. I’m also allergic to beds without you

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Louisa glared at him sleep alone or got out. Your choice,

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Julian’s tone was reluctant, helpless, yet indulgent. “Then I guess I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Louisa nodded and prepared to get him a pillow and blanket.

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Julian caught her, pulling her into his embrace, resting his chin on her shoulder, and murmuring, “But it’s agreed–if I have an allergic reaction

you can’t just ignore me.”

Louisa patted his shoulder. “Let go. I’ll get you a blanket.”

Only then did Julian release her.

Louisa got him a thin summer quilt, folded it neatly on the couch, and placed a pillow on top.

Now she was genuinely tired. “Go take a shower. I’m going to bed first.”

She went upstairs.

Just as her consciousness was fading and she was about to fall asleep, she thought she heard a sound from downstairs.

She woke up again.

Frowning, she wondered about the noise. What was that?

Had Julian fallen off the couch in his sleep?

Poor guy–a Tudor family son probably had never slept on a couch in his life.

Concerned, she went downstairs to check.

Fortunately, Julian hadn’t fallen off. The summer quilt had just slipped onto the carpet.

Julian seemed to be sound asleep.

Louisa bent down to pick it up and covered him with it.

Even though it was summer, with the air conditioning on, she couldn’t let him catch a cold.

After tucking him in, just as she was about to withdraw her hand, an arm suddenly wrapped around her waist.

The next second, a force pulled her onto him.

Then he rolled over with her, tucking her against the inside of the couch.

Louisa jumped, startled. She pushed against his chest. Julian, you’re awake?

Julian: I was asleep. You woke me up,

Louisa fell silent.

Yeah, night. As if believe you,

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She poked his arm. “Okay, let go. I’m going back upstairs.”

Julian mumbled, “Since you’re already down here, don’t go back up. It’s so dark–what if you fall on the stairs?”

Louisa: “This is my house, you know.”

Julian chuckled softly. “I never said it wasn’t.”

Louisa fell silent.

So what exactly were they even talking about?

Julian lowered his head to kiss her cheek, then her neck.

At such close proximity.

He breathed in her scent. “My girlfriend smells so good.”

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