Connor suddenly threw off the blanket!
"Cora Ginger?!"
Disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to his usual calm: "Why are you here? Why not go find your fiancé?"
Cora Ginger woke up, opened her eyes, and smiled at him: "I don't have a fiancé anymore. Can't I sleep at your place for a night? I have nowhere to stay, and your villa is spacious and comfortable."
"You can't stay here either."
"Didn't I stay here before? We even..."
"We were very proper, Cora Ginger. You know it well. I never touched you!"
Connor's voice was somewhat cold.
Although Connor and Cora Ginger lived together, they never slept in the same bed.
It wasn't because he was like Socrates and unfazed by temptation, but because Johan Niles, that jealous bastard, couldn't stand Connor having a girlfriend and always came to be a third wheel, impossible to drive away.
Back then, Connor would sleep in the same bed as Johan Niles, while Cora Ginger slept in another bedroom.
