Chapter 12

Adrian's eyes darkened. He almost deleted the text in a fit of jealousy, but just then, Grace walked out of Clara's room. She thought he was waiting for her, so she walked straight into his bedroom. The room was done up in dull grays. It looked dark and depressing. She didn't like it. She was already planning to redecorate soon. Perhaps hanging up their wedding photo—no, a family photo would be better. Seeing how late it was, Grace moved to get changed for bed, only to find the closet empty of her clothes. "We've been sleeping in separate rooms for six years. Your clothes aren't in here." Adrian was only wearing a bathrobe. Under the soft glow of the lamp, his collarbone stood out, and the shape of his firm chest showed through just a little. Grace couldn't help gulping. How on earth had her future self gone six years without sharing a bed with this gorgeous man? That was a waste! "How about we don't sleep separately anymore? It's getting colder, and I hate the cold..." She t