Chapter 1395 This Is My Woman

Beryl had been in the bathroom for a long time, so long that Marcellus had to come forward and knock on the door, "Aren't you done yet?"

"I'm done." She quickly stood up, washed off under the shower, wrapped herself in a towel to dry her hair, and then put on that oversized men's shirt.

The fabric was incredibly soft, and more comfortable than any regular pajamas. She didn't fully button up the collar, leaving one undone. The hem of the shirt came down to mid-thigh, completely covering her.

Again, a knock at the door came from outside.

Beryl hurried to open the door, worried he might be anxious about her.

The bathroom was filled with rising steam, and Marcellus lifted his eyes to see the small figure standing in front of him. Shorn of her outerwear, the oversized white shirt made her look even more delicate. Her black hair cascaded down, each strand gleaming. Her skin was flawless, the soft fuzz on her cheeks visible under the light.

hatched duckling, making one want to reach out and

it turned out, that's exactly

into his arms. Her face was still slightly swollen, but it didn't detract from her beauty. Instead, it pulled

"Are you feeling better?"

to the villa, she had been very tense, like a

cheeks flushed as she muttered, "I'm

calm expressions, intense emotions silently grew. Both were trying to suppress them as much as

She was not just anyone, they couldn't be

his urges in check. He was afraid he wouldn't be able

soft hand to the bed. His devilishly charming eyes as

touch her face, "Why are you always staring at me?" His deep gaze was like a dagger as if it could cut through all her defense. She could handle it for a second or

satisfied. He wished he could glue his eyes to her face. "Every time I think about you being mine, I can't help but want to look

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