Chapter 44 Sleeping on the Same Bed

She removed Mortimer’s hand and grabbed the hem of his pants. With a bit of force, she slid off his pants and threw them on the floor. Mortimer’s gaze was fierce. His eyes bore a hole in Tiffany’s body. It was a pity that in his drunken state, he did not seem as much of a threat as before. Tiffany ignored his anger and gathered up the dirty clothes. Then, she went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of hot water. She put the basin on the table and soaked a towel in it. “If not for Monroe begging me and the fact that your legs aren’t completely recovered, I wouldn’t be concerned about you.” Tiffany put the damp towel on Mortimer’s face. “I thought your temper was bad. I didn’t expect that it’d be worse when you’re drunk. I don’t know how anyone puts up with a demon like you.” Her nagging made its way to Mortimer’s ears. Yet, he did not feel irritated at all, instead finding it soothing. The uncomfortable effects of alcohol dissipated as well. The rising of his chest became steady, and his