The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 1032

Even if Jean didn't say it out loud, she knew he must still be feeling unwell.

Especially after the needles were removed, as there was bound to be some degree of nerve pain.

She had thought that Jean would say it was nothing, but unexpectedly, he admitted it openly and unabashedly.

“I'm feeling a bit unwell, so please, don't make me exert too much effort. And don't struggle. Be good...”

Neera was rendered speechless.

So, he openly admits it just so he could be even more unrestrained?

Since when has this guy become so shameless?

Before she could say anything, the man took his audacity to a whole new level. Suddenly, he spun her around, pinned her against the wall, and kissed her passionately.

“Mmph...”

Neera was trapped in the middle, with the cold ceramic tiles behind her and his burning chest in front of her. There was no escape, so she could only tilt her head back and endure his passionate kiss.

Left with no choice, she could only wrap her arms around the man's neck, obediently following the flow.

The two of them were in the bathroom, sharing a passionate kiss. The surrounding air temperature kept rising, creating an atmosphere of intense intimacy.

Half an hour later, Jean was kissing the lips of the young lady in his arms with a satisfied expression. It was as if he was gently comforting her.

“Move aside. I need to wash my hands...”

Neera blushed embarrassingly, her voice soft and sweet as she chided him.

Jean couldn't help but chuckle, his chest shaking with mirth. He gracefully stood up, taking her hand and leading her to the basin. Carefully, he washed each of her fingers.

Neera looked at his smiling reflection in the mirror, her face turning even redder.

After washing her hands, she felt a bit embarrassed. Without looking at him, she turned around to run the water for him...

Following that, Jean comfortably soaked in the medicinal bath.

After he finished, he dried his hair and lay on the bed to read the documents.

Neera was relieved to see that he had taken the medicine over an hour ago and had no adverse reactions. With a weight off her heart, she was ready to go home.

Jean held her back, not letting her leave. “Will you stay with me tonight? Is that okay?”

Neera looked into his expectant eyes, pondered for a moment, and chose not to refuse.

After all, I just finished treatment today. Although there doesn't seem to be anything unusual at the moment, I'm not sure if anything might happen in the middle of the night.

It's better for me to stay here and keep an eye on things.

“I'll have to go back home first. I need to change into my pajamas. After taking a bath, I'll come back to keep you company.”

Jean then stated, “You don't have to change into your pajamas. You can wear mine.”

He pulled Neera to the cloakroom and picked out a white shirt. “This one will do.”

Neera seemed to have thought of something, her face turning red.

Upon seeing her state, Jean broke into a leisurely smile, his eyes filled with playful mockery as he continued to watch her.

In the end, Neera couldn't resist his gaze. She obediently took his shirt and headed into the bathroom.

She emerged only after being inside for nearly an hour.

The man's shirt was quite large, and when she put it on, the hem covered her thighs nicely.

Both her slender and fair legs, clearly visible, were particularly eye-catching.

After just taking one glance at her, Jean began to regret.

This is clearly tormenting me...

His throat became unbearably dry.

However, whether he was afraid of startling Neera or he was just restraining himself, he feigned calmness and casually waved at the young lady.

“Come here. Let me blow-dry your hair for you. Otherwise, you might get a headache.”

“Oh...” Neera felt a bit uncomfortable but still obediently went over.

The warm air from the hairdryer swept through her hair strands. She could feel his actions, gentle beyond measure. The discomfort gradually gave way to sweetness.

Soon, the two of them lay down, chatted intimately for a while, and then fell asleep in each other's arms contentedly...

That night, nestled deep within a secluded forest far in Huxville, there lay a luxurious mansion.

On the nearest hilltop, Nathaniel was holding a telescope, scrutinizing the property.

At first glance, this place appeared to be nothing more than a typical wealthy household. However, in reality, it was the den of the black market!

Beside him, TorrentCloud had his laptop perched on his legs, busily tapping away at the keyboard.

“Their defense system is incredibly sophisticated, designed with multiple layers. It not only protects but also attacks. If triggered carelessly, it would immediately alert the people inside.”

Beside them, Zephyr and the others were also present, also holding binoculars.

With narrowed eyes, Cloud said, “There are quite a few people inside, at least a hundred, I'd say. Each one of them seems to be a tough nut to crack. Moreover, those on patrol are all armed. Judging by the looks of it, they are likely smuggling guns...”