Chapter 939

"Silly," Debra murmured, reaching up to pinch Marion's cheek. "Why do you have a beard now?"

Marion took her hand in his. "Who do you think has been standing guard outside the Lowe Mansion all this time?"

"You haven't left at all?"

"Not even for a moment."

"What about bathroom breaks?"

"I have my ways."

Debra chuckled and nestled into his arms, feeling exhausted. "Now I know why I've been sleeping so well these past few days. It's because you've been watching over me." Her soft hair brushed against his chest, tickling him.

His throat bobbed, his voice growing husky. "Since I've been so good, don't I deserve a reward?"

"Yes, you do." Debra paused. "But you men suggested killing people and smashing cameras. Don't you think... Ah, put me down."

scooped her up and carried her

Debra protested, her cheeks

her with a soft smile.

"Bedtime prep?" Debra quipped.

her

what you're preparing

thought you might have had a rough time.

"Did I suffer?"

better than any five-star

comfortable than any presidentia

and she

1Ə.

Drake. But without

pitiful face. "Yeah,

and he said,

up, ready to

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