Chapter 131 The Guest Treatment
Cordelia's initial burst of temper was momentarily stalled as she suddenly realized she had rushed downstairs without putting on her bra.
She clutched her chest with both hands, screaming as she dashed back upstairs. Joseph chuckled lightly at her figure.
After a while, Cordelia descended again, now clad in a woolen dress, her long hair cascading beside her, accentuating her delicate features.
"Joseph, you need to leave my house right away. This isn't your hotel..." Cordelia's words trailed off as she noticed the figure lying asleep on the couch.
His breathing was steady, deeply lost in slumber.
Morning sunlight streamed in through the windows, casting a soft glow on Joseph's handsome profile, his long lashes casting shadows beneath his closed eyelids. The scene was akin to a beautiful painting, too serene to disturb.
Cordelia's voice, poised to speak, froze. Her phone rang then, the hospital calling, saying Vincent wanted to see her.
She hung up without a second thought and lef
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