In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Xander got into the car, started the engine, and eagerly drove toward the airport.

But this time, Grace stood him up.

As Xander snapped back to reality, he looked at Grace, who was already fast asleep, and silently celebrated. Fortunately, after all the twists and turns, she had returned to his side. Leaning down, he pecked her forehead. "Goodnight, Gracie."

He stood up and left the bedroom. As the door closed, Grace slowly opened her eyes.

Her forehead still carried the warmth of his kiss.

Grace gazed at the ceiling, her thoughts a jumbled mess. She gradually recalled memories that had been long forgotten, and scenes from the past became clear in her mind.

The next day, warm sunlight poured in through the window, illuminating the room.

Yet Grace was still in dreamland. She had tossed and turned all night yesterday and had only fallen asleep at dawn.

the door. "Gracie, are you

heard Xander's voice. She jolted up abruptly and opened her eyes

her surroundings, she belatedly realized where

Um, Xander, I'm

bed to freshen up. But when she finished, she

spare clothes for

regretting the spontaneous decision to stay here after

outside the door. "I had my assistant bring over two sets of fresh clothes. They're outside the door. Take them yourself. I'll be downstairs." At once, Grace felt a sense of

her mind, she marveled, "Xander,

Grace took them into the room and discovered that all the clothes were her size. Without thinking too much, she chose an outfit

of amazement flickered in his eyes.

awkward today. She responded hesitantly, "Oh... Really? You

it. He simply

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