Chapter 68: Chapter 68

His father's voice still played over his head.

Eventually, love follows.

Of course, he believed that was a load of crap. But why did he keep thinking about it? He tossed again in his makeup bed, unable to sleep soundly.

Damon would doze off but find his eyes open in the middle of the night, staring at the ceiling. He kept blaming the hard floor where he opted to sleep, giving the bed to his wife this time.

"No, I can take the couch." Jules insisted when they were alone in their bedroom for the remainder of their stay.

Of course, they still had to pretend to his grandparents that their marriage was real. Therefore, they had to share a bedroom while Oliver took the other bedroom next to them.

However, the couch was smaller compared to what he had in his home. Sleeping on it would be awkward and uncomfortable, even for the small size of his wife.