Tessa Caldwell stepped out of the bathroom, and the man on the bed was already awake, leaning against the headboard staring at her.
His gaze was profound, his face showing no emotion, he merely gestured to her: "Come here."
His lips curved into a beautiful arc, a half-smile, like ripples in the water.
Making pink bubbles rise inside Tessa's heart.
The man's features were exquisite, cold and arrogant, like a handsome man stepping out from a different world.
Thinking he was her hubby, Tessa felt her life was perfectly blessed.
Though they were only contract spouses for three months, if they really slept together, three months turning into forever wouldn't be impossible, haha~~
Tessa pretended to act nonchalant as she walked towards the man, stopping at the edge of the bed, speaking coyly, "What do you want?"
"Isn't it what you want!" The man tilted his head towards her, his eyes carried a mysterious mischief.
Tessa choked for a moment, then muttered, "You... you're spouting nonsense!"
The man couldn't hold back his laughter, getting up from the bed.
Tessa squeezed out a sentence after a while, "You mean to say that we... nothing happened?!"
The man remained silent, aloof and proud, but there was a playful light in his eyes, indifferent.
Tessa's mouth twitched several times, pointing at the small dark red stain on the sheet, "Don't tell me, that's not my blood."
Though her voice was soft, each word held powerful conviction, akin to Spring Lotus accusing the bad man.
If he dared treat her like this, she'd definitely pounce on him now, take control, and conquer him!
"You're overthinking it." Faye leaned against the wall, casting a slightly disdainful glance at her, his gestures were all aristocratic arrogance.
"Then what's this blood about?" Tessa glared at him with wide eyes.
Incredible, he harbored malicious thoughts towards her for quite some time, stalking and kidnapping her (are you sure?), finally agreeing joyfully to be her three-month contract hubby.
Now, as she took the initiative to jump on him, how could he not play along?
This was unreasonable, completely unreasonable.
Faye shrugged, looking innocent.
Oh~~~No! A thunderbolt struck Tessa's head, her expression froze, her body petrified, her whole being quickly calcified, weathered...
"...your nosebleed has nothing to do with my fingers."
Tessa's jaw nearly dropped to the ground.
This, this, this... this is a nosebleed, but why say it so ambiguously.
She just felt thousands of alpacas galloping past her eyes.
Though the memories blurred towards the end, she remembered, how could nothing happen between them?
"How come, do you want me to mess around with you?"
"What, what, I just think there's nothing wrong with it, we're all adults."
Faye lazily raised his eyes, lips slightly curved: "Oh? But you advocate the abstinent beauty, fancy abstinent-type idols?"
'The abstinent idols I fancy should be abstinent towards anyone but me.'
Of course, Tessa certainly wouldn't say this.
She chuckled twice, "Abstinent type is an internet trend, looking like having no desires, but actually they aren't really cold, just not so fervent, but once they fall in love, they love deeper than ordinary folks, while keeping casual people at a distance."
Faye's face showed a knowing expression: "Not uninterested, just met women lacking charm,"
With a disdainful gaze.
Tessa was first stunned, then understood, her face instantly flushed red, red enough to drip blood, arguing: "There's no lack of aesthetic about me..."
A surge of pride filled her, disregarding her image completely,
Puff!!! The internal injury was too severe, almost spitting blood!