Soon, the sound of water came from inside, and steam gradually filled the glass partition, blocking the view.
Oliver Bloom withdrew his gaze of pursuit, curved his lips into a smile, and took a towel from the rack, wrapping it around his waist.
Starved for too long, now finally satisfied.
Elise Don lay in bed, quickly too sleepy to keep her eyes open. She could feel the arms under her neck and around her waist, holding her firmly and refusing to let go. She mumbled, "It's so uncomfortable."
Oliver became instantly alert, wide awake, restraining himself from showing it on his face, "You're not going to deny knowing me, are you?"
She was taken aback, then muffled in the blanket, giggling, "Does the CEO have such little confidence in himself?"
"Whether in skill or stamina, I'm confident in myself, but when it comes to you, I have no confidence in your character."
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