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In the middle of the night, Kara woke up while smelling a faint fragrance and saw a tall figure sitting on the edge of the bed. Her vision was blurred and she was frightened to sit up and shrink back.

James, who was sitting at the bedside, frowned and looked at her coldly.

Kara opened her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the man's handsome face.

She had a nightmare just now. In the nightmare, she went back to the bright dungeon of the laboratory. There was no day or night, and the bright light made her eyes painful.

"Are you scared?"

James' voice was low and cold, like the night.

Kara shook her head, moved close to him, and hugged him like a child.

"James, I'm cold."

James touched her forehead. The temperature was normal. Then he touched her arm. It was normal, but he felt a little strange when she said it was cold.

"Why are you cold?"

When he spoke, he still covered her with the quilt and picked her up.

"It's not cold now."