Selina took in his disheveled clothes and tousled hair. “I brought you some soup. Brian, are you not feeling well?”

Brian shut the lounge door behind him and responded lightly, “I didn’t sleep well last night, so I was just catching a nap.”

Really?

Selina cast a doubtful glance at the lounge, only to see darkness engulfing the inside.

“You mustn’t overwork yourself.”

Without offering any response, Brian moved to pour himself some water.

Rosalynn surveyed her torn clothes,

supposed to present

found Brian’s contact,

“My clothes are torn!”

had just taken a sip of water

it up, a smile flashing across his face when he saw

to Edwin asking for a set of women’s clothes to be sent over as soon

from him, Selina was pouring the soup out of the

she grew curious about who

this soup myself. Try it while it’s

the steaming soup, and said, “I’m not hungry. Leave it

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