Bab 996: Chapter 997 I think you look handsomer than three years ago

Trenton Smith held her, gently resting his chin on her shoulder.

His breath tickled her ear, causing a slight itch.

"Norris Moore, these three years... I," he paused slightly, his voice very soft, "I've been very tired." He hugged her waist tightly, "So I want to take a rest."

His voice was so deep yet so slow, like a feather gently landing on the tip of her heart, slightly ticklish and then mildly sour.

Norris Moore didn't speak, nor did she urge him to go to the office anymore, simply letting him hold her in silence.

When she woke up yesterday afternoon, she quietly watched Trenton Smith alone in bed for a long time.

He slept deeply in her arms, like a lost child who had finally found his way home, looking a bit weary yet somewhat dependent on her in his sleeping face.

And then she really didn't want to disturb him.

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The rain outside kept tapping down, seemingly incessant since her return.