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The Flash Marriage After Betrayal by Jasmine

Chapter 121
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Terrence walked over and saw that Valerie was looking at a dense pile of information, with her brows furrowed

even more tightly.

“Aren’t you sleeping yet?”

Valerie was startled and looked up at Terrence’s face bathed in warm yellow light. She furrowed her eyebrows

and said, “Are you a ghost? How cyou don’t make any sound when you walk?”

“Do you really like antiques so much?”

“You don’t need to worry about my matters.”

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Terrence:"..."”

Taking a deep breath, he walked up to the wardrobe, took out sclothes, and went straight into the

bathroom.

Soon, the sound of rushing water could be heard coming from the bathroom.

With her gaze fixed on the tablet, Valerie's thoughts had already flown to the bathroom.

Terrence had a great physique.

Every tafter taking a shower, he liked to walk around the room, wrapped in a bath towel.

Every tat this moment, Valerie's favorite thing was to sit on the couch and quietly admire Terrence’s six-

pack abs.

Or reach out and touch.

So, she was particularly familiar with Terrence’s physique.

At this moment, she could vividly trace the contours of Terrence’s body, even through the sound of rushing water

in the bathroom.

Realizing that she had lost focus, Valerie quickly picked up the documents and ran to the balcony.

It took more than ten minutes before the sound of water flowing in the bathroom finally stopped.

The next second.

The bathroom door opened.

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Terrence, with a body covered in steam, walked out of the bathroom.

He was only wrapped in a bath towel, and the water droplets on his body slowly slid down along the distinct lines

of his muscles, submerging into the edge of the towel.

Valerie turned around and saw a vivid and fragrant painting of a handsman bathing.

Her eyes, for a moment, didn’t know where to look.

And as the man approached closer, Valerie could even smell the strong scent of hormones emanating from him.

In the next instant.

The man approached, his warm breath brushing against Valerie's cheeks: “I have finished washing, would you

like to

wash too?”