?Chapter 293:


    When a sharp pain pierced his shoulder, Connor didn’t flinch or pull away. Instead, his heart raced. The vige girl in his arms had bitten him! She must have awakened and discovered what he had done to her. Frozen, he let her continue without resistance.


    When she finally stopped, he looked down nervously, searching for a way to appease her. To his astonishment, she gazed up at him with cloudy, unfocused eyes—she hadn’t woken up. Did she bite him while sleepwalking? Was she biting him out of a subconscious grudge?


    His thoughts were interrupted when she sharply told him, “Let’s go to sleep!” Connor then understood. She was irritated because he had dyed taking her to bed.


    Quickly soothing her, he said, “Okay, okay, let’s go to sleep. Don’t be mad, sweetheart!” He then lifted her gently and carried her upstairs.


    Upon reaching the bedroom, he ced her cautiously on the bed, mindful not to awaken her. However, no sooner had heid her down than she seized his cor and pulled him onto the bed beside her. His cautious approach now seemedughablepared to her assertiveness. She removed his shoes, arranged his limbs to her satisfaction, and snuggled against him like a contented kitten. Connor froze, too frightened to move. As her breathing steadied, he dared to turn his head and observe her peaceful face. She looked serene, her features softened in sleep, as lovely as any painting. Her body’s gentle rise and fall with each breath felt soft and warm against him. As he held the girl he loved, desire surged through him, yet he remained still.


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    Moving might wake her, and he feared he wouldn’t be able to soothe her anger. Resigned, he chose to wait, enduring his longing.


    He draped the nket over both of them and sighed, feeling utterly helpless. In the past, when they shared a room, he could escape to a cold shower to cool off. Now, as he was immobilized by her proximity, that was no longer an option. He had to just bear it. She really was a little tormentor! One minute she was coldly discussing divorce, and the next, she sleepwalked into his bed. What was he supposed to do with that?


    As hey there, thoughts raced through his mind. He hadn’t seen any signs of sleepwalking in her before. Why start now? Her sleepwalking was rather remarkable. She had managed to ride a motorcycle from the Sanchez family’s residence to the Daniels Manor, tossed his sofa, and toppled his rockery, all in her sleep!


    She had once confided in him that after an injury on a mission, she battled stubborn insomnia and relied on her self-developed Serene Rest Pills to sleep soundly. Recently, without her usual pills, she had discovered that his presence somehow lulled her to sleep. Justst night, she had dered she’d found a new sleep aid and didn’t need him anymore. She probably used that new aid tonight. But was she aware that her new solution had triggered severe sleepwalking?


    As he pondered this, a triumphant smile spread across Connor’s face. Upon waking, he would make it clear to her—he was the best sleep aid out there, and alternatives just brought seriousplications!


    With this satisfying conclusion, he pulled her closer and soon drifted into a deep sleep. The next morning, he was abruptly awakened by violent shaking of the bed


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