Chapter 270 Get Out

Her pink laptop was left on the sofa, the screen still glowing.

Arnold hovered the mouse over the game icon, and the main page immediately popped up. He was stunned to see she was still using his account to play.

Arnold had invited her to play games to pass the time at the office. She laughed at his gaming skills, which baffled him. He challenged her. “If you’re so good, help me get into the next league.”

Hence, he gave her his account details.

Arnold glanced at the screen, surprised that she had already leveled up.

Arnold closed the gaming webpage and tried to access the files on her computer, but they were all password-protected. He tried to unlock them, but he was unsuccessful.

She was a true professional, but only at the things unrelated to her work.

The following day, Lillian woke up early, limping out of the bedroom and into the living room, where she saw Arnold asleep on the sofa. He was clutching her laptop to his chest.

Her eyebrows lifted in surprise and delight at the sight of the candies on the table.

He brought candies!

candies when Arnold’s phone rang, startling her so much that she almost

towards the bag of candies, her movements slow and deliberate. She reached in and carefully withdrew a strawberry-flavored

to the sofa. Her smile faltered when she met his dark, clear eyes staring back

“F*ck!”

into his arms. She winced in pain as her nose bumped

caught a faint whiff of Arnold’s cologne. novelxo.com

could tell he was feeling annoyed as he had just woken up from sleep. His voice was hoarse and gravelly as he asked, “What are you doing so early in

still lingered in his breath.

in the morning, her mind still half in dreamland. She wasn’t sure

going to prepare my breakfast.”

away from him and hopped towards the kitchen like

hands. “I’m begging

by

his broad back silhouetted against the morning light as he cooked in

were folded at the ankles. He had just finished breakfast, and he felt his energy draining. He went back into the guest room to take a nap. As he was leaving, he turned to Lillian and said, “Leave your bowl on the table. I’ll clean it

took a turn witnessing

she had forcefully clung onto him, and he needed to put up

table. Later, she limped slowly towards the guest room, but Arnold was already asleep. A picture on the headrest of the bed caught her eye as she walked in softly.

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