Chapitre 169: 114 Torture_4

This could be said to be the most regrettable night of his life.

Looking at the unsatisfied man in the mirror, he said, "Gem, you're powerless when it comes to her. So, it's better to roll back into your room and sleep."

Upon leaving the bathroom, he looked at the petite woman curled up in sleep. Gem adjusted the air conditioner temperature with the remote, left a kiss on her forehead, and then left unwillingly.

The next day.

Forsythia woke up.

A good night's sleep had refreshed her a lot.

She was startled to realise she was wearing no clothes.

All her thoughts came flooding back. She seemed to remember soaking in the bath yesterday, but what happened after that?

Could it be Gem…

On this thought, she quickly checked herself over, all seemed well, there were no unusual sensations.

Then, she jumped off the bed, grabbed a piece of nightwear to throw on, rushed into the bathroom, unfolded the nightwear and examined herself carefully in the mirror.

Well, it's okay.