NovelEnglishChapter 657 Chapter 657: When the bathroom door clicked shut, Marissa's eyes snapped open. She stared at the ceiling for a few seconds before sitting up.
Then, acting on her childlike urge, she separated the two figurines.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtConnor was in high spirits. He hummed a melody while showering for the first time, maintaining a steady smile throughout.
But when he emerged from the bathroom, he noticed the two porcelain figurines were separated. His smile froze mid-face.
He glanced at the woman on the bed, feigning sleep, feeling at a loss for words.
So, she disliked him so much that she couldn't even bear to see two porcelain figurines being close. How heartless could she be? Was he truly that unbearable to her? With a quiet sigh, he put his hands on his hips and spoke coolly. "Ms. Black Snake, kindly reunite the porcelain figurines." Marissa lay on her side, her back to him. Out of his view, she wore a sneer. How childish could he be? How could he still pay attention to the two figurines after a shower? She wouldn't put them back together! Discover fresh tales on galnovsShe remained silent.
Connor cast a wry glance at the ceiling, a chuckle escaping his lips, before he continued, “Ms. Black Snake, if you loatheso much, then why makeshare your bed?" Marissa's lips tightened into a thin line. Was this man really daring to threaten her? Her suspicions were quickly confirmed when Connor said, "I'll give you three seconds to put the figurines back together, or I'm sleeping in another room." Marissa remained still, defiant until Connor added, "And if you sleepwalk again, I'll record it and show it to Grandma." That did it. Marissa shot up, her eyes shooting daggers at Connor.
Connor, unfazed, began counting with a mischievous grin, "One... two... three." Before he could finish, Marissa jumped out of bed and hastily reunited the figurines.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe humiliation of it all made her cheeks blaze with a deep, angry flush.
Connor's chuckle only fueled her rage.
Marissa swung at him, but Connor was quick to dodge sparking a chase around the room.
For seasoned professionals like them, every move was executed with precision and finesse. An observer might have described the scene as a dangerous dance.
After a while, Marissa hadn't managed to land a single blow, and ve she ended up sweaty and breathless.
Connor was equally disheveled and sweating
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