Chapter 9

Leslie expected to find his house in a mess the way Daniel had left it, but a subtle scent of lemon greeted him.

In the entrance, men’s and women’s shoes were neatly arranged.

The rest of the house was immaculately clean as if all the chaos had never occurred.

If he hadn’t seen the photos Daniel took, he would have wondered if this was his house. Aurelia had managed to clean up everything.

At that moment, the door to the master bedroom opened.

Aurelia, wrapped in a towel, walked out.

Her slender figure caught Leslie’s eye.

With semi–dried strands of hair sticking to her blushing face, she exuded an indescribable sense of endearment, much more beautiful than her usual well–behaved appearance.

Water droplets fell from her hair. Her skin glistened, revealing straight legs, snow–white and slightly pink from the warm bath. The effect was particularly alluring.

Leslie’s breath hitched as he narrowed his eyes.

Aurelia, tilting her head while drying her hair, only noticed the unfamiliar gaze when she raised her head..

The two locked eyes. She hastily tightened the towel around her.

Didn’t Linda say Leslie wouldn’t come back if he worked late?

She was just lazy and didn’t bother to grab her pajamas.

This was just unfortunate timing.

“You, you’re back?”

“I thought you left. Didn’t expect you to be so patient.”

Leslie withdrew his gaze, turned around, and poured a glass of water. His voice was still as cold as ever, even carrying a hint of disdain.

Glancing at the master bedroom behind Aurelia, he made it clear that it was his room.

Aurelia, following his gaze toward the master bedroom, immediately understood the misunderstanding.

“Mr. Synder…”

“Ms. Simmons, we should understand that this marriage is a mutual arrangement, so don’t overstep any boundaries.”

Leslie emphasized the last five words.

Already feeling somewhat embarrassed, Aurelia became even more ashamed when Leslie misunderstood her intentions.

Chapte

and was about to speak when the sound of Leslie setting down the glass interrupted

dressed,” Leslie warned before walking

right. Since we have a mutual arrangement, you could have refused Ms. Linda if you didn’t want me to

at

at significant difference in your left and right foot sizes. They were three sizes apart. This is a first for me. Do you want me to

cursing Daniel in his

losing his competence. Daniel

you would come back earlier. Secondly, the shower in the guest bathroom was broken. I had spent three hours cleaning up this place so I smelled like

“Three minutes?” Leslie asked.

“Wait a moment.”

into the guest bedroom, donning underwear and a nightgown within a minute. She then grabbed a prepared file

Leslie intentionally made a mess of the house during

for Leslie’s review tomorrow, but resolving it sooner seemed

to the living room, she handed the

her attire, puzzled for

the file.

the contents, Leslie’s typically stoic expression revealed an unusual flicker

“A cohabitation agreement?”

can tell you’re not satisfied with me. You married me just to appease Ms. Linda, and I appreciate her

detailed everything about our future life

necessary.”

him a

the pen but questioningly

content was

about finances, except for one

waiving property division

divorc

gold digger

kind of game are

you think I’ll believe

earnestly responding, “If you don’t believe me, we can go to

П

give her

first woman eager to

that was good for avoiding future

pen and signed

sign her name. After signing, she even picked it

she didn’t notice the wet coat with a tobacco scent

the coat only to realize the chest area of her

clung to her body when wet, revealing not only her figure but also

coat, her cheeks so red they seemed

Leslie and noticed that he had been standing with his back turned for quite some

a sigh of relief as she

lacked women. He simply couldn’t be bothered with

down without subjecting her to the embarrassment of being “soaked.” He graciously avoided any comments on

too torturous to live with someone like

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