Chapter 79 Sleeping with a Pervert


    Chapter 79 Sleeping with a Pervert


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    Ten minutester, the sound of water ceased. nche surmised that Louis must have finished his


    shower.


    Enveloped in her nket, nche remained motionless, feigning sleep.


    But she was unsessful in her attempt to avoid the issue. Louis approached the bedside in a few


    strides, yanking off the nket that obscured her face. Instinctively, nche reached out to reim


    it, but it was taken away by Louis.


    "What are you doing? I''m going to catch a cold," nche retorted first.


    Louis smiled. "Bold enough to spy on a man bathing, yet shy when caught?"


    nche''s heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly avoided Louis'' gaze and almost blurted out


    nonsensical words out of anxiety.


    "No way. When did I spy on you? Are you having eye issues? I was sleeping soundly all along.


    Look, you have ruined my beautiful dream."


    Louis raised an eyebrow. This woman had the audacity not only to deny her deeds but also to fib


    shamelessly.


    nche hastily covered her tracks. "And besides, your figure isn''t even attractive. I''ve seen many


    handsome men with top-notch figures, their bodies smooth and sturdy, sporting a wheatish


    complexion."


    "You''ve seen quite a few men?"


    "Of course, I''ve seen and even touched them. They feel so smooth, and the sensation is particrly


    good," nche rattled on brazenly.


    Yet to her despair, she found that the figure emerging in her mind while she was bragging was none


    other than the enticing back of Louis.


    Speaking further, she couldn''t control her blushing cheeks.


    "Weren''t you just saying that you were chaste, and now you''ve seen countless men? Does your


    face hurt from the lies, nche?"


    Louis couldn''t understand the source of his rage. With a flick of his wrist, he flung the piece of bed


    sheet in his hand towards nche''s face. What a shameless woman, not worth a single strand of


    his hair. She didn''t deserve his anger at all.


    Covered by the sudden attack, nche yanked off the sheet, gasping for air.


    With a click, the light in the room was turned off by Louis. nche pursed her lips, disgruntled.


    Silence enveloped the room.


    With apprehension, nche half-closed her eyes, her heart tangled and ufortable. She


    wondered if those bastards woulde or not.


    After an hour of waiting like a cat on hot bricks, there was finally some movement by the window.


    In the faint light from outside, two agile figures climbed in. The person in the lead, wielding a sharp


    dagger, lunged toward nche, who was in the center of the bed.


    nche rolled off the bed in a sh, hitting the ground with a thud. Her bones felt like they were


    about to disintegrate. The assant was swiftly yanked back by a potent force.


    Subsequently, the room was filled with intensemotion. nche could feel the gust of wind


    beside her ears as she crawled and rolled toward the corner of the room.


    Luckily, after two pitiful screams, the room lit up again. nche lifted her hand, shielding her eyes,


    praying that it wasn''t the viins who turned on the light.


    She peeked through her fingers, seeing Louis stepping on one man''s hand and gripping another


    man''s neck, exuding a cold, formidable aura.


    Louis nced at nche, who had risen from the corner, and added pressure to the hand beneath


    his foot.


    "Were you sent by Wilburn?"


    The man sprawled below, lifting his head a little, quickly turned pale and attempted to bite his own


    tongue to seek death.


    Louis immediately stepped on the man''s neck, causing him to give up on his self-harming act.


    Louis made a phone call to Sam, who rushed over.


    Handing over the two men to Sam, Louis ordered coldly, "Give them a warm wee. Record the


    process for my uncle to enjoyter."


    "Yes." Sam escorted the two men away.


    nche nced at the residue on the floor and pped her forehead, deciding to clean up in the


    morning as she was already on the verge of dozing off.


    Louis kicked the debris on the floor and looked up, seeing nche moving towards the window.


    She tiptoed to pull the window shut, ensuring it was closed tightly.


    After pulling hard to ensure the window wouldn''t open again, she finally pulled down the curtain and


    returned.


    "Finally, I can sleep. Don''t forget to turn off the light when you go out and close the door properly,"


    nche nced at the standing Louis before climbing back into bed, closing her eyes.


    She couldn''t keep her eyes open any longer. After spending the whole afternoon picking oranges,


    both her hands and legs were sore.


    Was she asleep?


    Louis approached the bed, only to find nche licking her lips, having evidently entered the realm


    of sweet dreams.


    That gesture of nche licking her lips? The pink tip of her tongue gently swept across her soft lips,


    the ivory glow of her face... Louis furrowed his brows as an unexpected tension gripped his body.


    Swallowing a lump in his throat, Louis flicked off the light switch and took a seat on the couch,


    lighting a cigarette.


    From the bed came shallow breaths, soft and fluffy, inexplicably soothing to Louis. After confirming


    that nche was sound asleep, a ludicrous thought formed in Louis''s mind.


    After another cigarette, he extinguished the stub, disrobed, and quietly lifted half the nket.


    The next day, nche was thest to rise, stubbornly clinging to her bed.


    When she sat up to massage her head and prepare to tidy the bed, she was shocked to find a dent


    on the other side of the bed - a clear indication that someone hadin there.


    nche shivered. She looked again and found the window was open.


    She had clearly shut it tightlyst night. And the pillow next to her, which she remembered propping


    up, nowy t.


    nche pped her own face. Had someone been lying next to her all night?


    Had Louis not leftst night? No, he despised her to the core and would absolutely not share a bed


    with her. It couldn''t have been him.


    It must have been an intruder again.


    This is bad, very bad. nche''s heart pounded like a drum as she quickly inspected her body.


    Fortunately, she found no signs of vition, which gave her some relief.


    But the other side of the bed was indeed slept on. She must have shared a bed with a pervertst


    night. Judging by the indentation, long and wide, it couldn''t have been a woman.


    Could it be that the pervert was impotent, which is why she was not vited? But the mere fact that


    she had slept with a strange man was enough to make her explode.


    nche felt incredibly frustrated. She clenched her fists angrily. Who was that jerk? She was


    determined to find him and exact her fierce vengeance upon him.


    ...


    In the heart of the mountain vi was the Lakeside Restaurant, where Louis and hispanions


    were having breakfast.


    As Louis looked up, he saw nche. With her hair casually tied up in a bun, shuffling over to eat.


    She looked troubled and listless, as though her soul had been drained.


    nche was now incredibly vexed. She felt ufortable all over as if a caterpir had crawled


    over her. Whether that jerk was fat, ugly, old or young, she was utterly annoyed. Grinding her teeth,


    she wished she could kill that jerk right now.