Chapter 12: Call Me "Husband" and I'll Spare You

Clara Knox couldn't help but shrink her neck, as the tingling sensation in her ears instantly spread through her body with her blood.

"Director Harper, we're divorced. We shouldn't be sleeping in the same room, let alone under the same blanket. Please return to the master bedroom, as the guest bed is too hard for your precious body."

She trembled as she reminded him of their divorce agreement, fearing he might really do something.

"Don't you just love sharing a blanket with me?"

Edward Harper's tone held a hint of mockery, causing Clara's face to flush. It was as if she could hear the sound of a slap; there was some truth in what he said.