I Stopped Waiting and Started Loving novel Chapter 192

When she first moved into Riverstone Heights, Mrs. Finch had likely considered her feminine tastes and provided her with entirely pink toiletries.

Quentin's, on the other hand, were all a sleek, minimalist black.

Now, the pink and black cups sat perfectly side by side, their toothbrushes even angled in the exact same direction.

Under the bright vanity lights, the setup exuded an indescribable intimacy.

Bonnie stared at it for a moment, her mind tumbling further into chaos.

By the time she finished her drawn-out nighttime routine and walked out in her pajamas, Quentin was already in bed.

His eyes were closed, and he appeared to be fast asleep.

Only a dim wall sconce remained illuminated.

Bonnie let out a sigh of relief.

But the memory of the so-called 'punishment' from earlier still left her on edge.

She climbed into bed as quietly as possible, deliberately inching toward the absolute edge until she was practically falling off the mattress.

Thankfully, Quentin was on his best behavior tonight. He didn't pull her into his arms like the previous night.

He didn't even move a muscle.

Bonnie's tightly wound nerves finally relaxed, and it wasn't long before she fell into a deep sleep.

...

In the blink of an eye, Saturday arrived.

Today was the day of Parrish and Vivian's engagement party.

After breakfast, Bonnie went into the walk-in closet to change.

When she walked out, Quentin was already dressed.

He looked noticeably less formal than when they had visited the Vance estate, exuding a much more casual vibe.

He wore a white silk shirt with the top two buttons left effortlessly undone, and no tie. Paired with perfectly tailored black trousers and light-colored dress shoes, he looked immaculate.

He had traded his usual sharp, unapproachable aura for a relaxed, lazy elegance.

To match his attire, Bonnie had deliberately chosen a dress in the same color palette.

She wore a champagne satin slip dress. The fabric flowed beautifully with every step, rippling like water. She paired it with strappy low heels and a simple string of luminous pearls around her neck.

The minimalist look perfectly highlighted her radiant complexion and elegant neck.

The moment she stepped out of the closet, Quentin's eyes locked onto her.

His deep, dark eyes darkened instantly, and even his breathing seemed to grow a fraction heavier.

Feeling slightly self-conscious under his intense gaze, Bonnie instinctively tugged at the hem of her dress.

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