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Odette didn't remember what things Eric had done to her last night nor did she remember when it ended. The next morning, when the sun goes up through the door-to-ceiling windows, Odette slowly opens her eyes. Odette tried to move her body but found that her lower body was numb. Ah! This shameless man!

Who would believe that this man, who always sat in a wheelchair with a cold expression, was so rough in bed! Odette sighed and moved to the side wanting to get off the bed. Odette sighed and moved to the side wanting to get off the bed. But suddenly a pair of big polled her into a wide embrace.

Eric, who had already woken up, pulled Odette over and wrapped his hands around her waist. He said with a hoarse voice, "Sleep more, you were tired last night." He said as if he was very concerned about her. But Odette could notice the joy in his voice. She looked speechlessly at this man. He was very happy because he made her tired.