Angela came out of the bathroom, and she caught a glimpse of him from behind as he sat quietly on the couch, reading a book. She put on her robe and walked in his direction.
Her long hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and her soft hair was too hard to keep in place, so some loose was strewn around her flawless, milky-white face. She seemed to give out a charming aura all of a sudden.
She was slightly thirsty, so she looked at the pot of tea he had brewed on the table and asked directly, “Can I have some of your tea?”
Richard nodded slightly, so she happily clutched onto his mug and drank the hot tea. At that moment, she felt as if life was perfect. She held his mug and observed him while sipping slowly.
He could feel her lovely eyes locked on his face and body. She appeared to regard the man in front of her as if he were a perfectly sculpted statue.
He felt uneasy with how she looked at him, as indicated by his handsomely unsettling facial expression. Eventually, he could not endure it and put down the book to ask with narrowed eyes, “Why are you staring at me like that?”
“I enjoy staring at you,” she said with a generous smile.
At that moment, Angela heard the notification of a text message coming from behind the pillow she leaning on. She lowered her head to search for it, and at the same time, she reached out to grab the black cell phone. However, a strong masculine body pressed against her at that moment, startling her.
As soon as she regained her composure, she was half-lying on the couch with Richard on top of her. Furthermore, when she was caught off guard, he had already grabbed his cell phone, which she held in her hands.
She was momentarily dumbfounded, but then she realized that he had given such a massive response because he wanted to grab his cell phone. Could it be that he has a message on his cell phone that he wants to keep hidden from everyone?
After all, she couldn’t look at it because he had a password set up. However, she was perplexed as to why he reacted so. His reaction mirrored the actions of someone who had something to hide.
Angela sat up with resentment on her beautiful face and stared at him with lovely eyes. “What made you react so badly earlier?”
“I’m sorry.” Richard had an unsettling expression on his handsome face. He had indeed reacted inappropriately earlier.
“Was it a text message from a girl?” she asked and her gaze fixed on him.
He firmly denied it, “No.
She was then convinced that the message was sent by a girl. Suddenly, she became agitated. Who sent him that text message? Captain Lloyd, it appears that you have a large number of admirers. Where do I rank on the list? She laughed at herself.
Richard checked his wristwatch for the time and saw that it was eight-thirty. He murmured, “You should return to your room and get some rest.”
Angela crossed her arms in front of her and made it clear that she was not going anywhere. I’m not sleepy yet.”
He glanced at her with a slightly resigned expression. He realized he couldn’t talk sense into this woman when she was being stubborn.
