I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 126

But the moment she stepped through the door, she froze again, staring at the room in front of her.

Why did everything in here look so familiar?

Before her brain could fully process it, Quentin abruptly stopped and turned around.

He looked down at her, one eyebrow raised, his deep voice dripping with amusement.

"Why are you following me in here?"

Bonnie's face burned crimson all the way down to her neck.

No matter how oblivious she was, she finally put the pieces together.

This wasn't a supply vault—this was Quentin's bedroom!

She had never imagined that the medical room connected directly to his private quarters.

No wonder she had never seen him walk into the medical suite from the main hallway all this time.

"I thought there was more equipment... I'll get out right now!" she stammered, blushing furiously as she scrambled backward.

"Since you're already in here, give me a massage," Quentin said, his voice laced with a lazy exhaustion. "I'm going to wash up."

"Okay, go wash up!" Bonnie breathed a sigh of relief, waving the heavy book in her hand. "I'll wait in the medical room and read. Just call me when you're done."

With that, she bolted back through the sliding door like a frightened rabbit.

Settling back onto the stool, she pulled out her phone and used a translator app to decipher the complex operational manuals.

She discovered that the massive monitoring screen didn't just record his vitals—it was hardwired directly into an emergency response center.

If his metrics dropped to a critical level, the system would immediately trigger an alarm.

Within ten minutes, a private, elite medical extraction team would be on-site to handle the emergency.

Just as she was marveling at the setup, a low, raspy voice drifted through the open door.

"Come here."

Bonnie quickly hurried to the sink to scrub her hands clean.

When she re-entered the bedroom, Quentin was already lying on the bed.

He wore a high-quality, lightweight black silk shirt. Fresh from washing up, he smelled of mint toothpaste mixed with his signature clean, crisp scent.

He looked incredibly relaxed and fresh, completely stripped of the razor-sharp intimidation he carried during the day.

Bonnie stared at him for a second too long.

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