Noe had ever slept walked before.
Blushing, she faltered, "You..."
"I'm injured," Theo replied in a crisp voice.
Noe had never slept on the same bed with a man before, his aura was just too intimidating that it extinguished her anger.
Pursing her lips nervously, she pulled the quilt off and got out of the bed, before she could do so, Theo grabbed her wrist.
He began questioning her, "Why do you have such a fair skin tone on your hands, but not your face?"
Taken aback, Noe retracted her hand. "I was born that way," she answered softly.
After that, she jumped out of the bed and dashed to the bathroom.
Watching her reaction, Theo's curiosity was piqued.
In the bathroom.
Looking at her sallow face in the mirror, a self-deprecating smile crossed her face.
She grabbed a bottle of makeup remover and started removing her makeup.
A few minutes later, she transformed into a fair and beautiful woman.