The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 288

Allison dodged his gaze, “I need to find some clothes, Where’s the one I was wearing from last night?”

“You can’t wear your clothes because they’re ripped He picked up a towel and wiped the water droplets off his short hair.

Allison leaned against the wardrobe, the cold touch of the glass behind her bringing her back to her senses. Her checks flushed. Thanks

“Thanks for what? Empty words do you no good. Action speaks louder than words. He glanced at her beautiful face, lightly biting his teeth.

Allison’s eyes flickered, “Can I borrow one of your shirts?”

Five minutes later, Allison had changed into a black tracksuit. The man’s clothes were big, but the tracksuit was meant to be loose anyway. Aside from the pants being a tad long, it fit her quite well.

As she prepared to leave, a voice sounded from behind her, Im hungry You cook”

She turned to look at the man heading towards the study. Was

find that this spacious 200-square-meter

a stalemate. She didn’t know how to face him, didn’t know how to interact with him. She had her secrets in her heart, along with the dreams of her youth, and the pressures of life. But he had saved

was clean here; all the kitchenware

she found it stocked

enough to feed

glancing at the time before going upstairs to

on the door.

the sofa. The French

to look at the sleeping man. Lucian had a handsome face perfect jawline, high nose, and deep eyes. This flawless face was enough to make the heart of any high society girls in Nortfield flutter. When he was asleep, his usual cold demeanor was gone,

a blanket over him, watching him

still

a faintly scented figure seemed to be right next to him. This light fragrance put him at

A phone rang