Lynette Moreland woke up the next day with dark circles under her eyes that were almost impossible to cover with foundation. She looked at her haggard self in the mirror and felt like smashing the compact she was holding.
She had been dreaming all night without a pause.
It's all Max Davies' fault!
Thinking about the scenes in the dream made her blush involuntarily. It was the first time she had such an embarrassing dream.
After tidying herself up, Lynette looked in the mirror and was quite satisfied with the spirited and capable reflection.
As soon as she opened the bedroom door, she heard Madam Moreland's hearty laughter from downstairs. Old Master Moreland had not been feeling well and was in the hospital for recuperation recently, but he was finally discharged yesterday, and Lynette understood why the seniors were in good mood.
However, when she went downstairs and saw Max Davies sitting on the sofa with a gentle smile, her expression changed somewhat.
