Chapter 906


    "Do you really only have one ex-girlfriend? You seem pretty savvy about rtionship stuff." Pearl''s


    eyes seemed to sparkle as she yfully teased him.


    "You seem well-informed. Didn’t you check up on how many girlfriends I''ve had?" Richard just rolled


    his eyes, a bit amused yet helpless. He knew Pearl was just teasing him, even though she already


    knew the answer.


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    Pearl clicked her tongue, finding his reaction dull. "I was just trying to make things a bit more fun.


    You’re so boring."


    "Yeah, it might be a little boring in the morning. Let''s do something interesting at night."


    "Pfft!" Pearl almost choked. Did Richard really just suggest that? She blushed furiously at his bold


    joke, lightly punching him. "Watch your tongue!"


    "Why get upset? You started it." Richard just smirked, enjoying her feisty reaction.


    "I’ll stop then." Pearl flopped onto the bed. "This bed is incredibly soft."


    "Of course, it is." Richard had tested over thirty materials to find the perfect one, ensuring Pearl''s


    utmostfort.


    But he kept that to himself, not wanting to encourage her bold talk; he disliked hearing her naughty


    words.


    "It must be veryfortable to sleep here."


    Richard grinned. "But there’s one big w with this bed."


    Curious, Pearl peeked from under the nket. "What’s wrong with it?"


    "The main issue is that I can’t share it with you."


    Pearl was taken aback, bewildered. "Who taught you to flirt like that?"


    Richard hadn’t spoken like this before. His attempt at flirting seemed a bit forced but deeply


    intrigued her, though she wouldn’t admit it.


    "Don’t you like it? Don’t women enjoy flirting from the man they love?"


    Pearl sat up, rifying with a serious tone, "That is flirting, yes. But we''re like an old married couple


    now. Your flirting just doesn’t do it for me."


    "What?" Richard’s tone took on an edge.


    Realizing she might have misspoken, Pearl quickly backpedaled, "I’m sorry. That came out wrong.


    You still make me blush. It’s just that I’m not into that sort of talk. I’m not the romantic type."


    Richard eyed her with a deep, thoughtful look. "Not romantic, huh? Are you sure about that?"


    "Yes." Pearl nodded, unaware of the gravity of her words.


    Silence fell, and Richard slowly approached the first drawer. He pulled out something resembling a


    letter and read its contents in a voice thatmanded attention.