Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0306

AIDEN

All the while as I moved around the room, I could feel her gaze following my every move and for some twisted reason, it made me smile. It warmed my heart that she was looking at me and not just outrightly ignoring me.

As I closed the drawer and started to walk to the door, her words stopped me.

"You can come sleep here."

My heart started an instant marathon race. Did I just hear right?

I turned to her. There was something in those beautiful eyes as they focused on me. Guilt? Pity? I couldn't place my finger on it.

She was seated in the center of the bed, the blanket draped over her lower half. She hadn't gone to bed yet her hair was already a beautiful mess.

She probably h had a shower, I thought. She looked cleaner and fresher than she did when I left the room and her hair wasn't bond in that lose ponytail they had been in since the challenge.

She must have realized that I was staring too much because, she looked away before she turned back to me with her eyes widened a fraction. Then she stammered, "...I don't mean here.” I followed her movements as she gestured to the bed. Then she pointed at the couch few feet from me. "There,"

beating for that. It wasn't okay!! would do anything to get in that bed with her right

Thankfully, she insisted.

she shook her pretty head before her

that room is."

She would have said the same to someone else but it still mattered that she wasn't scowling at me or giving me a

probably not been cleaned

immediately laid down on the bed and pulled the blanket over

gazed at her for a while, a

I returned to the drawer and returned

hallway. With the big smile on my face and the spring in my steps, you'd think I was moving to heaven. Even

so be it. I'd sleep anywhere as long

remain close to her.

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in my head where jubilating. The lodge keeper

anything

had kept them. In truth, the room wasn't dusty or uncleaned. I assumed that it was always cleanef everyday by the lodge's cleaners but Ana

it was a start; a tiny

down the hallway, almost tripping over the blanket I gathered clumsily in my