Chapter 911 Separate Rooms

"Uncle Albert, Finnley," Claire said hello to them. She looked much demurer in front of Albert.

"Claire, why are you still up so late at night?" Albert asked casually, “You young people shouldn't stay up late."

"Got it, Uncle Albert!"

Finnley stood there as Albert walked away.

Claire watched as he went downstairs and looked back at Finnley, "Finnley."

"Where's Mya?" Finnley stroked her head. "Is she still chatting with her mother?"

“No, I took her back to my room. She's probably taking a shower now." Claire took his arm and said as they walked, "Where are you two now?" "What do you mean?" Finnley looked back at her.

"You and Mya. You are getting married!"

Facing her curious and gossipy eyes, Finnley was puzzled, "Did she say anything to you?"

Claire didn't answer, looked at him and observed him.

Finnley frowned. Would Mya talk to Claire about such a private matter? "What are you thinking?" Finnley knocked his finger on her head, "That's not yours to concern!"

Finnley walked to his

pouted, stood there and looked

to mention sex, she didn't

out of the bathroom with her wet hair

and

of closing the door

drying her

locked eyes and time seemed to have stood still. It was a bit embarrassing. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

that she was not wearing her pajamas. She seemed to intentionally want to keep all her clothes on

let me help you dry your

her pink lips, Finnley put his hands on her shoulders and

turned it on and warm wind came out. He smoothed her

time to time. Would they sleep

a couch in the room, but it

going to get married soon, was it appropriate to sleep

be bad

she got into the bed and acquiesced in them sleeping

he think

her misgivings. She only cared about it so much because she had

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