NovelEndChapter 1491 It was Felicity's first tat his place.
It wasn't as sprawling as the Bay Residence, but it still had a spacious feel to it. Mainly because there wasn't much furniture around.
As soon as she stepped into the foyer, she could see a dark grey couch sitting in the middle of the living room, facing a blank wall where a projector TV was rarely turned on.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe whole house stuck to a minimalist palette of black, white, and grey, a clear sign of a bachelor's pad. "Make yourself at home, I'll go get Abigail swater." "Sure." Felicity opened the shoe cabinet, finding no sign of women's slippers inside.
She had no choice but to slip into a pair of his, which were obviously too big, making walking somewhat of a challenge.
Miles knew his sister wasn't feeling well, so he opened the guest bedroom door, helping her inside.
After placing a glass of warm water on the bedside table, he also fetched ssnacks and candy, "The doctor mentioned your low blood sugar. If you feel unwell later, have ssweets! For someone who loves candy as much as you do, it's surprising you'd have low blood sugar." Aurora offered a weak smile, "Okay, you don't need to fuss over me. Go take care of Felicity! I want to sleep now." "Alright, just call if you need anything." He stood up, turned off the lights, leaving only a nightlight on, and left the room.
Upon seeing him, Felicity quickly stood up to ask, "Is Abigail asleep?" "Yeah." She blinked, "Then since she's asleep, I should probably-" "Why don't you freshen up and get srest too? There are two more rooms; pick whichever you like," Miles interrupted, leading the way.
"Langston, I chere to comfort Abigail. Now that she's asleep, I should head back to K&J Mansion." Keeping a distance from Miles was something she reminded herself constantly.
To avoid falling for the sperson in the splace, twice! "Pick one of these rooms." His words disregarded hers as he pointed to the remaining guest rooms.
"I don't want either." "Then csleep in the master bedroom with me." Leaning against the wall behind him, his eyebrows slightly raised, Miles looked as if he could take on the world, "I'm fine with that." "No way! I'm scared of stomachaches!" After declaring that, Felicity hurried into one of the rooms.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStomachaches? Miles's lips pursed slightly, his expression thoughtful.
Was it the age difference between him and Felicity making it hard to keep up with her thoughts...
He headed back to the master bedroom, intending to shower, when suddenly there was a knock at the door.
With his shirt half-unbuttoned, he had no choice but to hastily tidy himself up and answer the door. "Langston... there's no towel in the guest bedroom..." Miles paused, realizing that since his house rarely had visitors, the other rooms weren't fully equipped. "Sorry, letget you one." He turned to fetch a freshly ad white towel from his e and handed it to herel "Anything else you need?" "Not for now." Felicity, her cheeks flushed, quickly took the towel and scurried off.
Watching her retreat, he couldn't help but smile.
Just as he was about to return to bedroom, Miles suddenly
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