Sold To a Handsome Trillionaire

Chapter 260 Not Hard Work, Just Bad Luck

Something so intimate, so romantic… should never have happened between them.

David closed his eyes again. “It’s done. No point in regretting it now.”

Caroline immediately clarified, “We just slept. That’s all

“If you want to do something else, I’m more than happy to oblige.”

“I don’t!”

Finished

David let out a low chuckle. “Not sure who it was last night, burrowing into my arms. Or who kept draping their legs over me. And I definitely don’t know who-”

Before he could finish, Caroline shot out of bed and boted into the bathroom. Watching her retreating figure, David’s lips curled into a slow smirk.

It had been a long time since he’d had a proper night’s sleep. He was a light sleeper–any small noise would wake him. Lately, with everything going on, his nights had been filled with restless dreams.

But last night, with Caroline in his arms, he’d slept straight through till morning.

No dreams. Just peace.

A sharp knock sounded at the door.

“Mr. Ellison, William’s voice came from outside.

“Come in.”

a tailored

server pushed in a three–tiered cart filled

be

David reached out.

“Yes, sir.”

and gestured for the server to hurry up. Just as he was preparing to leave, Caroline pecked her head out

going to the

“Madam

anxiously. “William, wait for me!

and glanced at David

waved a hand.

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“Wait for me!”

she’d actually catch up, made a swift exit, closing the

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Finished

going to the office, where exactly are we going?

back lazily, sipping his coffee. ‘A little

went quiet. Like hell I want to

breakfast,” David said. “After last

glanced pointedly

got the message

arm was even sorer today than it had been

and said, “Not exhausted. Just

deliberately picked at every dish on the table,

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