He Is This Kind of Lover **

"You must be happy," Liam said.

Harriet turned to him as she took off her dress in front of the tower room closet. She saw him smiling at her from the bed.

"You made something happen," Liam explained, and Harriet raised her eyebrows high.

"Something?" asked Harriet.

Liam shrugged his shoulders. "Looks like they successfully had their first night... in their room."

Hearing that, Harriet opened her mouth wide and chuckled. "And how do you know, Milord?"

Liam groaned while shaking his head. "I wish I don't know. All my senses have become much sharper than before as my body recovers..."

"Aww, Milord... isn't that a good thing?" asked Harriet, approaching after putting on her nightgown.

"Not if I can hear everything happens, including what I don't want to hear within a five hundred meters radius..." replied Liam.