Chapter 699


    Sherman did not leave. Instead, she rang the doorbell again. This time, a voice came. "Please wait a moment."


    After a while, the door of the vi opened, and Kingsley appeared in front of her. Donned in a bathrobe, he was wiping his wet


    hair. Apparently, he had just taken a shower.


    As soon as he recognized Sherman, he raised his eyebrows slightly and moved his thin lips. "Sorry, | was taking a bath just now.


    Pleasee in."


    Sherman could see that he was in a hurry because the bathrobe was not fastened, but she didn''t expect him t 0 apologize. "It''s


    okay. | came abruptly." She felt a bit awkward.


    The vi was veryrge and clean. The floor on the ground was so bright that it could illuminate the shadows, and every part of


    the vi was indescribably well-crafted. Just like its owner, it was exquisite, outstanding, and elegant.


    It was difficult for her to imagine that this was a ce where a man lived because there was zero clutter. Exquisiteness and


    elegance were the only words to describe it.


    “What do you want to drink? There is no milk. | don''t think you can drink other beverages. Is honey water


    okay?" He stared at her, but his voice was hoarse and husky.


    "Yes, thank you." Sherman sat on the sofa, and she thought Grace really had a great eye for a man." What''s wrong with your


    voice?"


    His voice was much worse than yesterday. It was husky and as hoarse as sandpaper.


    "| had a sore throat." Suddenly, he said, "Kingsley Wright."


    Sherman was a little puzzled. "What?"


    "My name..." he said.


    She introduced herself once she got it. "It sounds nice. I''m Sherman Holmes, by the way."


    He ced a ss of honey water in front of her and praised, "Your name sounds nice too. Please excuse m e; | have got to


    change my clothes."


    "I''m here to deliver your coat. I''ll be leaving soon."


    Kingsley smiled gentlemanly and politely. "I don''t have the habit of walking in front of women in a bathrobe. Just two minutes,


    and I''ll be right back."


    Upon hearing that, Sherman said nothing. She could see that he thought it was impolite to talk to others in a bathrobe.


    The honey water was delicious. The taste was not too sweet nor too light. As Kingsley had said, he would only take two minutes.


    He emerged two minutester and had already changed into a ck dark pattern suit, apanied b y a white shirt.


    He had a pair of long legs anda


    perfect waistline. The suit fit him as if


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    Kingsley was sitting on the couch opposite Sherman with his legs crossed, exuding elegance.


    His throat felt raspy, his Adam''s


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    "Don''t you drink some medicine?" Her brows were knitted together. She could feel the pain of his throat a s she listened to his


    cough.


    "I''ve already taken it, but it isn''t that effective. Does m y voice sound that bad?"


    Sherman shook her head and took a


    sip of honey water. "No ito betordst,


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    "Thank you for thepliment," his tone was soft. However, before his voice trailed off, he coughed softly again.