After doing all this, she crept back to the bedroom.
Ian slowly opened his eyes, touched the blanket on his body, and turned to look at the silhouette that
was stepping into the bedroom.
He was well aware of how much he had drunk.He did drink a lot, but he was not completely drunk.
Moreover, he was an undercover agent and had taken up a lot of dangerous undercover missions back
then, so he had always been a very light sleeper.
He had already woken up when she opened the door and walked out of the room.
Ian chuckled softly.He had wanted to see what she would do, but he was really surprised by her
actions.
The next day...
Elaine slept until 8:00 a.m.and woke up on time.
She washed up and walked out of the bedroom only to realize that the blanket and pillow were the only
things left on the couch.
"You’ve woken up."
Ian came out of the kitchen with breakfast.She was astonished and walked toward the dining table.
The breakfast was simple but looked good and smelled delicious.
"Your cooking skills are quite up there, huh?"
Ian pulled out a chair.
"After living by myself for such a long time, honing a few cooking skills was a necessity."
She sat down.
"Are you sober?"
"I’m not even hung-over."
Ian sat across from her and started buttering his toast slowly.
"Did you sleep well last night?"
"It’s quite okay."
Elaine lowered her head and tasted the sausage on the plate.
Ian placed the buttered toast on the plate in front of her.
"How is it?"
She nodded.
‘To be honest, this is delicious"
He chuckled.
"Take this as an appreciation for bringing me a blanket and pillow."
Elaine’s eyes shifted away as she explained, "It’s just that I felt bad for occupying your bed for the
night."
She had no other intentions.
Making a drunk man sleep on the couch made her feel guilty.
"You're a very kind lady."
"Are you complimenting me?"
Elaine bit her fork.She did not seem to have done anything.
Ian smiled and said nothing.
After breakfast, he asked her to wait in the living room, changed into a new set of clothes in the
bedroom, and sent her back.
Elaine was still wearing last night’s evening dress.
Ever since the arrival of autumn, the breeze was freezing in the morning, and she could not help but
shiver a little.
She walked to the front of the car and was about to open the door when Ian draped his coat over her
shoulders, and his fingertips touched her skin inadvertently.
There were some calluses on his hands.
They were not very rough, and they scraped lightly across her skin like fine sand, but the friction on the
skin was enough to light a fire in the heart.She was lost in her thoughts for a while as if the world was
standing still.
However, Ian acted very openly.
He knew how to grasp the sense of proportion and appropriation, so even when he made such a move,
it would not feel like he was overstepping but felt like he did so out of a gentleman’s courtesy.
"You should put it on first."
He then retracted his hand and walked around the car to the driver’s seat.
She was dumbfounded for a few seconds before regaining her senses.She got into the front passenger
seat, fastened her seat belt, and said, "Thank you."
He turned to look at her.
"You’re welcome."
Elaine tried to calm down the throbbing in her heart that was about to spread like wildfire.
‘I have to admit that Ian’s charm is prominent, especially his sense of proportion.
‘Usually, the more obvious a man’s purpose is, and the more disrespectful a man is, the more likely
he’ll arouse the disgust of a woman.
That’s because the woman would be able to guess what he’s thinking at once.
‘On the contrary, the more a man can keep his impulse under control and restrain himself, the more a
woman will feel a sense of security and dependency when she’s around him.
This trait is even more obvious when it comes to Ian, a man who keeps all his secrets to himself and
acts mysteriously all the time.
‘If all of these were part of his act, I can only admit that his acting skills are so good that he can make
fake scenes look real and that I definitely won’t be able to go against him when it comes to cheating
one another"
Ian sent her back to Xavier mansion, and she returned the jacket to him before she got out of the car.
"Thank you, Mr.Saldana."
He paused for a moment before grabbing his coat.
"Ms.Xavier, you’re truly a courtesy enthusiast."
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