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

looked at Leslie, and was about to

Leslie warned before walking towards

Leslie, calmly. “Mr. Synder is right. Since we have a mutual arrangement, you could have refused Ms. Linda if you didn’t want me to move in. There’s no need for these unnecessary

looking at Aurelia

and right foot sizes. They

was momentarily stunned, cursing Daniel

his competence. Daniel made such a fundamental

shower in the guest bathroom was broken. I had spent three hours cleaning up this place so I smelled like crap. I had no choice but to use your bathroom to shower. Any issues? If

“Three minutes?” Leslie asked.

“Wait a moment.”

the guest bedroom, donning underwear and a nightgown within a

she discovered Leslie intentionally made a mess of the

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

to the living room, she handed

attire, puzzled for a

the file.

stoic expression revealed an

“A cohabitation agreement?”

You married me just to appease Ms. Linda, and I appreciate

attached. I’ve detailed everything about our future life in

necessary.”

handed him

pen but questioningly perused the

of the content was about coordinating their post–marital life,

about finances, except

property

divorc

digger voluntarily

“What kind

think I’ll believe

believe me, we can go to a

П

but give her

far, she was the first woman eager to

was good for avoiding future

the pen and

sign, Aurelia didn’t hesitate to sign her name. After signing, she even picked

wet coat with a tobacco scent coming

to realize the chest area

it was, clung to her body when wet, revealing not only her figure but also the color of her skin and

wrapped herself in the coat, her cheeks so red they seemed

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

of relief as she gazed at his typically

simply couldn’t be bothered with someone

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

be too torturous to live with someone

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