Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations-Chapter 1269: Waiting for Them to Sleep Together
And Trevor?
He put down the hairdryer, returned to the sofa by the window, and picked up the philosophy book once more.
Reading before bed had always been his habit.
Janelle Mills covered herself with the blanket, turned to her side, and lay still, quietly, with eyes open enough to see Trevor’s profile in the sofa.
That slightly lowered chin, smooth and styled hair, deep and sculpted features...
Made her gradually lose herself in thought.
She couldn’t help but recall the moment their eyes met, when he held her in his arms, and she felt as if she’d been burned, her heart racing relentlessly.
Undeniably, Janelle Mills liked Trevor.
Before their arranged meeting, she, like Demi, had reviewed all of Trevor’s information, not finding a single thing she disliked.
Through their interactions today, he helped her out of a difficult situation.
Those moments of hand-holding reignited her obsession and fondness for him.
But Janelle Mills knew very well that this man had a girlfriend, and she couldn’t touch him, couldn’t hold onto her feelings.
Thinking about this reality, her heart sank heavily, tinged with a trace of bitterness.
She could only desperately suppress her affection for him, repeatedly telling herself that some people’s appearance is not destiny, but calamity.
Someone who captures your heart at first sight would definitely take half her life... 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮
So, let’s just finish this act with him, anyway, in the future neither will know the other.
In the study.
William kept staring at the surveillance screen, his old face heavy, brows furrowing into a deep ’川’ shape.
Time ticked by, his eyes truly aching.
"Keep watching closely for me!" he angrily stood up, "Report any new situation!"
"Yes, sir."
William was obviously in a bad mood, originally believing his daughter’s excellent conditions would ensure Trevor agreed to marry Demi. Trevor was sure to consent.
Business marriage was very ordinary.
Moreover, Trevor was an adult, he should know better what he wants.
Trevor’s refusal meant that tomorrow’s wedding couldn’t proceed as planned, but invitations had already been sent out, how to settle this? How to explain to relatives and friends?
This was indeed what angered William the most!
He was someone who cared a lot about face!
On the third floor, in the monitored bedroom.
After such a long flight, several hours in a taxi, and the afternoon’s ball... Janelle Mills was genuinely exhausted.
A shower couldn’t wash away her weariness.
Quietly lying on her side on the bed, gazing unblinkingly at Trevor for just a moment, her eyes started aching, finally feeling a bit sleepy.
Not waiting for him... sleep then.
At two in the morning.
Trevor finally closed the book, got up and went to the bed, looking at the sleeping girl.
In the study.
Those who had been watching the surveillance finally could breathe a sigh of relief!
They widened their eyes, thinking, hurry up, get on the bed! Getting on the bed would be enough, everyone could then sleep!
Trevor knew William was still watching, so tonight he indeed had to get on the bed.
The second he took off his shoes and got on the bed, he gently lifted the duvet, and while lying down, casually turned off the light.
The surveillance screen suddenly turned pitch black!
"What’s going on? He got on the bed, right?"
"He did."
"I saw him get on too."
The staff personally saw Trevor get on the bed, so they closed the laptop and all went to report!
But in fact, Trevor returned to the sofa in the darkness, holding a pillow and resting his eyes.
Janelle Mills helped him a lot, he wouldn’t give her any psychological pressure.
The next morning.
Janelle Mills woke up, the first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Trevor.
He stood at the window with his hands behind his back, his silhouette tall and graceful, and nobody knew what he was thinking or when he got there.
Recalling last night, she glanced at the other side of the bed, seeing traces of the duvet having been lifted, her chest slightly tightened—did he sleep here last night?
