Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 504:

After a while, Marissa finally realized what Connor was doing—he was drying his hair. She let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like he didn’t mind what she said about his physique anymore. The air conditioner was on, making the room chilly. She pulled the quilt over her shoulders and waited for him to join her.

Sure enough, Connor walked over to the bed after drying his hair. A moment later, the bed dipped slightly as he lay down beside her. Breathing in his scent, Marissa finally felt drowsy. She sighed contentedly and was about to drift off.

But then, suddenly, her quilt was lifted, and Connor slid under it. He intended to share her quilt! Despite their habit of sharing the same bed yet maintaining separate quilts and avoiding physical contact, today Connor was testing boundaries.

Marissa found it unbearable. So she turned abruptly, fixed her gaze on him, and said, “Connor, please use your own quilt!”

Connor didn’t seem upset with her anymore. He looked calm and replied in a normal tone, “There’s only one quilt here.”

“We can’t share the quilt!” Marissa declared firmly. “Will you get out by yourself, or do I need to kick you out?”

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aggrieved. “Miss Nash, can you be reasonable? You begged me to sleep with you, took over my room, my

mouth twitched. He had a point. She had overstepped, but it hadn’t occurred to her to reason with him! Since there was only one quilt, naturally, she should use it. He

as her hand touched his body, she suddenly felt a chill. Subconsciously, she realized he was naked, with only

reflexive gesture of protection. But upon seeing Connor, she hastily threw the quilt at him. Annoyed,

Connor chuckled softly, smoothing out the quilt and draping it over himself. He then gazed at

gave way to a hint of hurt. She had explained how important rest was for her now, yet

and declared, “Fine, you can sleep alone!” But before she could move, Connor grabbed her wrist and gently pulled her back onto the bed. “Alright, no more teasing. Help me find my

solid kick, and storm off. But despite her resolve, she couldn’t help but yawn. She was so sleepy that she desperately needed

tossed them at him and turned away, commanding, “Change into those

Once he had buttoned up, he called out

Seeing that Connor had obediently put on his pajamas, she turned with a sigh of relief, climbed into bed, took the entire quilt for herself, left