Chapter 639: Bicker

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Despite the gloomy and cold winter outside the window, the heating inside the room made it feel cozy and warm. The dim yellow lights added a touch of warmth too. Shirts and nightgowns were scattered on the floor, crumpled and lonely.

Kate felt her voice was on the verge of becoming hoarse, so she bit her lip and buried her head in the pillow.

She felt uncomfortable, causing her to take a sharp breath and feel the pain.

But her waist was tightly held by a pair of large hands, with the man cunningly pressing down on her slender waist. "What's wrong?"

"My nose hurts. Will I turn into Pinocchio."

How annoying that he would use this position from behind.

Hearing this, Master Glenn couldn't help but laugh and picked her up, swiftly changing their gesture.

He carefully examined her nose and, apart from the cute and pink tip that was a little red, everything seemed fine.

"Only lying children turn into Pinocchio. Kate, have you lied to me?"

"No."

"Really? Then how did you answer me when I asked if you liked it?"

She didn't like it...

lying were serious, and she felt as if her body was being disassembled and

neatly tucked

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, she

mostly on her nose... It was so annoying. Kate reached

got up at half-past seven,

exhausted to the point where she wasn't awakened even

up, she almost felt as if she had turned into a disabled person. Her legs felt

to move to the bathroom, she freshened up and by the time she came out, it was almost

a knocking sound outside the bedroom door. "Knock, knock, knock...

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would clean the room at noon every day, changing the

and the black bedsheets had wet

took off the bedsheets, along with the costume she wore yesterday, and threw them into the laundry basket, before finally opening the door for the

smirked, saying, "Actually, Miss Zamora, you don't have to be shy. Before Master Glenn left, he told us that you were tired last night and asked

red as an apple, pink and tender enough for someone to take

home, and Miss Zamora was

her natural airheadness, had earned

you. I'm going downstairs to take a look at books. School is starting

of the door as if fleeing, and suddenly her feet didn't ache anymore,

going to read, but in reality, she was too hungry to concentrate. She reluctantly stayed for twenty minutes, mostly just scrolling through Twitter on her phone. The top

made it to the trending

male celebrities, and his "funny" image often

clicked on the topic and checked

Jerome posted a semi-disguised

the beauty filter, you couldn't see any pores on his face. Even that small red mark was so faint that you needed a magnifying glass to find it. The caption was humorous: "Got accidentally scratched by a dog today guess it's time for

whether being somewhat blind or overly dramatic, were actively commenting on

most perfect creation. How could there

"Damn it, why did you mention me for no

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