Chapter One Hundred Sixty

Andrew woke up alone in his bed. He checked the other side of the bed and took a deep breath. Slowly he pulled the blanket aside, revealing his innocent body. He is only wearing black boxers. After stretching his body a little, he got out of bed. He grabbed his shirt on the floor and put it on as he walked towards the bathroom. He then washed his face several times and brushed his teeth.

After he felt much fresher, he walked out of the room and realized that it was almost noon. The clock on the wall showed twenty past eleven in the morning.

He groaned softly. He almost never fell asleep like this.

Then he walked towards the kitchen where he heard a voice. He smiled faintly when he saw the figure of Macy who was busy with her back to him cooking for breakfast –oh, maybe brunch for them. Especially the woman who is wearing his clothes.