Chapter 92

“No, no, I didn't know you just finished your bath," Julie confessed, her cheeks even turning a rosy red. Andrew was initially ready to put on his clothes, but after glimpsing Julie's reaction, he decided otherwise. He let out a soft chuckle, his voice deep and hoarse, "No need to apologize. It's my fault for not locking the door." The truth is, ever since she moved in, he had not locked his door again. His voice sounded as usual, yet only he knew how tormented he was at the moment. Julie's fleeting gaze earlier was like a flame, igniting every inch of his body; thankfully, she had turned away just in time. Otherwise, he wasn't certain if he could keep his composure. "Andrew, this, this is from Elijah!" Julie said, her head bowed, too shy to look at Andrew again. She stretched out her hand to pass the bag she was holding over to him. "What is it?" Andrew questioned. "It's a tie! Elijah wanted me to give it to you," Julie reiterated, emphasizing it one more time. So please don't misunde