Chapter: 89

The door closed again, and the room was silent.

The soup on Theodore’s trousers was still steaming as it slowly dripped to the floor. The colorful food particles stood out against the black color of his trousers.

Ariana picked up a towel and dabbed at the soup. She could feel the heat through the towel. She imagined how painful it would be if it had spilled onto her.

But Theodore acted as if nothing had happened.

“It’s okay. I can’t feel anything. You don’t have to be so nervous,” he said indifferently.

Ariana’s hand paused. For some reason, she felt a little sad when she heard that he couldn’t feel anything.

got a fixation with cleanliness? You’ll be uncomfortable

his eyes and stared at her head, lost

muscles underneath Theodore’s trousers, Ariana

soup spilled on him. Not even a blink. Maybe he was actually disabled. But why hadn’t his muscles atrophied at

was

her hand randomly, but then a

are you wiping

what she had just done. She blushed and looked up at him shyly. “I’m sorry…” she stammered. “I was just being

she threw the towel at him. “Wipe

couldn’t see her and bit her lip remorsefully. Her eyes were

a second time. How

was so arrogant today?”

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