Chapter 602

Cordy walked towards the tea table and picked up the bowl of chicken soup, which was still warm.

She just happened to desire something warm and filling like this, but she left half of it.

She wasn't sure if Lucas had eaten, but she definitely wasn't finishing such a huge bowl on her own.

She was still taking sips of the soup when Lucas stepped out of the bathroom, clad in expensive dark-green silk pajamas.

Cordy had to admit that he had the looks to scorn the world, and somehow understood his disdain for others.

She smiled ever so subtly-it turned out that in this world, people were fundamentally skin-deep.

"I saved half the soup for you. Do you want it?" she asked.

"Yeah," he replied, and walked up to her side.

still steam swirling around him; he must've bought his own soap as

like to get too close

movements left him frowning, and he snorted in disdain-as

Cordy was speechless.

herself at him like every other woman would! In fact, she was maintaining her distance from him entirely

Cordy soon finished her

spoon into the bin and

down, she noticed that Lucas was still in his

thin. At this point, Cordy was traumatized

instinctive wariness towards her and would consider anything she

batting an eye, he snapped with a hostile

a third eye growing

stabbing pain as she remembered

read her intentions in

man wasn’t John, even

calmed herself, and said bluntly, "You should put on more clothes. It’s

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