Chapter 215 Tiffany was sleeping soundly and peacefully, her breaths gentle. Her long, thick eyelashes covered her eyelids. Under the quilt, her legs were close to Vincent's. She had also placed an arm around his neck, hugging him intimately like he was her lover. She raised her head slightly, twitched her nose, and parted her lips just a little as if inviting him to kiss her.
Vincent had no idea how she ended up in his bed. Now that he was close to her, he felt his whole body was getting stiffer. But he didn't want to wake her because he knew that once she opened her eyes, she would flee in a panic.
Amidst his struggle, he gulped while staring at her lips. Then, he lowered his head, kissed her lips gently, and instantly moved away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing that Tiffany didn't wake up, he approached her again. This time, he kissed her longer.
Tiffany was asleep when she felt someone kissing her lips. At first, she thought she was dreaming. But then, the feeling started to feel much more real, causing her to abruptly open her eyes. Vincent's enlarged, handsface was in front of her.
Tiffany's mind went blank for a few seconds before she remembered what had happened last night.
She failed to escape from him and eventually fell asleep. How could she sleep so soundly in his arms? It was almost dawn now. Fortunately, he hadn't woken up yet.
Tiffany subconsciously looked down as her chest felt heavy. Instantly, she blushed. She carefully lifted his hand off her and got out of his arms. After putting on her slippers, she immediately ran away.
As soon as the door closed, Vincent opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, looking at the closed door. He raised his left hand and narrowed his eyes as he recalled the previous touch.
As soon as Tiffany walked out of the guest room, she bumped into Charles, who had disheveled hair.
"Tiffany?" He was holding milk and still in his pajamas. It seemed that he had just gotten up. He looked at Tiffany and then at the door behind her with a gossipy look on his face. "Wow-" She quickly explained, "Don't getwrong! I went downstairs to look for water last night and happened OV meet Mr. Lewis, but he was sleepwalking, so..." Charles didn't speak and only sipped on his milk as he listened to her explanation with a smile on his face. From the way it was behaving, it was obvious that he thought ske was just making up a story in front of him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTiffany didn't know what else to say as she felt that Charles wouldn't believe her regardless. Even if she explained, he wouldn't accept the truth.
"Mr. Stewart, you've misunderstood. Can you not tell Mr. Lewis that I cout of his room this morning?" This was the most important thing.
Charles raised an eyebrow. "Tiffany, do you know how many women want to have a relationship with Vincent? Why do you wish to cut off all with him?" "I'm different from other women. Please, Mr. Stewart." Tiffany looked at him pitifully.
Charles agreed readily, "Okay. Since you helpedtake ake care of Mandy, I'll promise you that I won't tell him about this." "Really? Thank you so much! You're so kind!"
He joked, "If you hang around any longer, I won't know how to explain it when he wakes up."
As he said that, he kindly gave her directions. "Go straight, turn right m and then make another left. You'll find Mandy's room there." "Thank you, Mr. Stewart." Tiffany immediately ran away.