Chapter 216 I Won\'t Ever Do It Again

Deep in the night, Theodore raised his head to look at the figure on the sofa. He didn't know when she had fallen asleep. Her head was tilted to one side and it was clear that she was in a very uncomfortable sleeping position, but she seemed to be sleeping very soundly. 

He gazed at her for a long time before he closed the book and put it on the bed frame. Then, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

He picked up the person on the sofa and he was very gentle with her, for fear of waking her up. 

"Hm?" A soft mumble could be heard. 

Theodore's movements paused for a moment. He thought she had woken up, but she merely snorted and turned over in his embrace before she stopped moving once more.

After putting her on the bed and tucking her in, Theodore sat down on the sofa where she had just sat. There was still the warmth of her body on the sofa. To him, this kind of temperature was even more comfortable than the blankets. It made him feel as if he didn't want to move.