By the time Lucian returned to the bedroom, Emily already had herself burrowed under the duvet draped in Lucian's shirt.
With just a single seater couch in the room, Emily knew she couldn't spend the night on it, neither could she pretend to feel comfortable forcing herself on the couch.
Rather than pretend being comfortable, she decided to take the bull by the horn—climb into the bed and have a good night rest than talk about it later.
In this marriage, even if it will last for just one day… she had decided to live the best of the day.
Before her eyes dropped with drowsiness, she made sure to divide the bed into two with pillows.
Standing in the middle of the room, Lucian chuckled at the partitioning of the bed before he turned into the bathroom to take a quick bath.
Though he had been called out at the most crucial moment, he could still feel the faint throbbing of the veins in his member.
