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Chapter 32 - Chapter 32 The Night My Scent Chose Him

I was sure I had locked the door.

Absolutely sure.

But when the handle twisted, and the door slowly creaked open, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. I froze, clutching the blanket up to my nose like it was some kind of protective shield.

And of course—it had to be him.

Hugo Redrich.

Casually stepping into my guest room like it was just another part of his private suite.

"What are you doing?" I blurted, my voice embarrassingly high-pitched.

"Checking on you," he said simply, as if breaking into someone's room in the middle of the night was the most normal thing in the world.

"I'm fine. Completely fine. Not dying. Not even coughing. You can leave now," I babbled, waving my hand toward the door frantically.

He raised an eyebrow. "You don't sound fine."

"That's because you scared me!" I snapped, pulling the blanket tighter. "And why are you even here? You have an entire bedroom. A massive bedroom. With a bed that probably costs more than my life."

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