Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces

Chapter 866:

They remained this way for a few more minutes until Marissa suddenly became fully alert. Upon realizing her surroundings, she swiftly moved away from Connor, her cheeks flushing and her heart pounding. Moments ago, being close to him had seemed so natural, a comfort she had cherished. Yet now, lying in his arms filled her with guilt, as if she were betraying Tiffany, and her frustration grew.

Unable to contain herself, she pointed at Connor and burst out, “I couldn’t help falling asleep, but you were completely awake! Why didn’t you push me away?”

Connor casually observed Marissa. Her face still bore the sleepy expression of someone just awakened, tinged with slight embarrassment, which only made her look more endearing.

Connor laughed openly, teasing her without restraint. “Miss Nash, you were clinging to me very tightly and threatening to kill me if I dared to move. In such a situation, do you really think I’d have the courage to push you away?”

while sleepwalking and considered that he might be telling the truth. As she remembered how atrocious—no, absolutely dreadful—her sleep habits were, her

was the plan, and her body was ready to carry it out. But before she could move, Connor’s teasing

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married. You’ve shared a bed with me countless times and have even seen me without any clothes. There’s nothing hidden between us now. We’ve revealed everything to each other, haven’t we? With such a shared past, if you asked for one last sleep together, how could I refuse? It would be

him forcibly kissing her or shamelessly flaunting himself in front of her. These thoughts only intensified her embarrassment, making her flush from her face to

the air in the car felt stifling, and no matter how deeply she inhaled, it wasn’t enough. She desperately wanted to escape his presence. Driven

you find such an effective sleep aid as me? Don’t tell me that you don’t know that losing me would be a great loss for you. You’ve slept beside me so many times that you probably know my character well. I’m not stingy, right? Miss Nash, whenever you need me to help you sleep, just call or text.

made Marissa even more mortified and furious. She