Chapter 893


    Richard stood shirtless, wearing only his suit pants.


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    Pearl couldn''t help but admire his well-defined muscles, catching a glimpse of his toned eight-pack.


    Richard was in great shape, impressive yet not overly imposing. His physique emitted a soft, inviting


    aura,plemented by his fairplexion.


    Pearl mentally scolded herself for her wandering thoughts, blushing and daring not to look at him.


    Seeing her reaction, Richard couldn''t help but smirk. He was still attractive in her eyes, which made


    him happy.


    Pearl handed him the clean towel and a set of loungewear, ready to close the door, but a hand


    stopped her.


    Richard took the loungewear and asked, "Care to exin why there''s men''s loungewear in your


    ce?"


    Was it Ss’s? The thought repulsed him, and he almost wanted to burn the garment in his hand.


    "It''s for emergencies," Pearl replied sincerely, leaving Richard no room to argue.


    "I’m gonna shower now," Richard announced before leaving.


    Pearl closed the door, prepared to shower, and went to bed, feeling exhausted after a long day. As


    shey in bed in the dark, the sound of footsteps outside her door drew nearer, stirring up a mix of


    emotions within her.


    But the footsteps hurriedly left, bringing her a sigh of relief.


    Exhaustion won over her rational thoughts, and she fell into a deep sleep amidst her scattered


    mind. She shivered from the cold. Late autumn nights always made her hands and feet ice-cold.


    In her dreams, she felt a soothing warmth enveloping her chilly limbs, leading her to cuddle closer


    into theforting heat.


    The next day, she woke up to find herself clinging to Richard like an octopus, prompting her to


    panic. "Why are you in my room?" she eximed, withdrawing from his embrace.


    Richard, already awake, exined, "I came for the AC remotest night, and suddenly, you grabbed


    me, refusing to let go."


    Pearl checked her clothes and felt relieved they were still intact.


    Seeing her reaction, Richard frowned, looking aggrieved.


    Pearl couldn''t believe she had shamelessly pulled a man into her bed like that, her face flushing


    with embarrassment. Yet, she doubted the truth of the matter.


    "You’re not lying to me, are you?" she asked.


    Richard raised his hand and showed her the bruises on his fingers. "This is from when you grabbed


    me and hit the headboardst night."


    The evidence was enough to prove her bizarre behavior fromst night.


    With a wail, Pearl buried her head under the nket in embarrassment.