Chapter 1087 Heartache
Seeing Cecilia's flushed face, Daryl glanced at her and smirked, "What haven't I seen of your body?"
After saying that, Daryl turned and walked out.
Hearing Daryl's words, Cecilia's face turned even blusher, and she felt extremely embarrassed.
Just as Cecilia was about to take off her nightgown, Daryl suddenly came back, scaring Cecilia into quickly hugging the sweater dress in her arms. She looked up at him, not knowing what he intended.
Daryl walked up to Cecilia and looked her up and down.
Cecilia felt scared under his gaze. She looked down and saw her exposed shoulder, shivering immediately.
Perhaps sensing Cecilia's tension, Daryl stepped forward, cornering her between the wardrobe and himself.
Cecilia leaned against the wardrobe, hugging the sweater dress with both hands, her big eyes looking at Daryl innocently and nervously.
The next moment, Daryl's gaze fell on the clothes Cecilia was holding.
Then, he reached out and snatched the clothes from her arms, throwing them onto the bed behind him.
"What are you doing?" Cecilia felt a chill in her chest after her clothes were taken away, and she immediately panicked.
At this moment, Daryl's gaze swept over Cecilia's curvy figure in her nightgown.
"What do you think I'm going to do?" The atmosphere became a bit tense, and Daryl's throat visibly moved.
His gaze had already told her what he intended to do.
So, the next moment, Cecilia quickly looked at the clock on the wall and stammered, "If I don't get ready now, I'll be late for class!"
Daryl glanced at the clock on the wall but then fixed his eyes on her, saying, "Considering the time for getting dressed, washing up, and having breakfast, you still have twenty minutes to spare."
Hearing this, Cecilia became even more nervous, her big eyes staring at Daryl in confusion.
She thought, 'What does he mean? Does he want to make love again in these twenty minutes? No way! We have already done it twice last night; if we do it again, I won't be able to get out of bed.'
"I..." Cecilia stammered, not knowing how to refuse.
Daryl lowered his head, his nose and lips almost touching her face.
Cecilia had to lower her head even more, speaking in a pleading tone, "My waist hurts!"
Hearing this, Daryl frowned and reached out to touch her waist. "Does it hurt here?"
As his hand touched her, Cecilia nervously moved a step to the side. "Can we do it tonight instead?"
Seeing her nervous look, Daryl smirked and then touched the tie around his neck, asking, "Do what tonight?"
"Do..." Cecilia's face turned bright blush, and she couldn't say the rest of the sentence.
Sensing her embarrassed and flustered, Daryl cleared his throat and said, "I'm not as energetic as you think. I have to go to work later, so you can relax; I won't do anything to you now."
Hearing this, Cecilia looked up and saw the smug smile on Daryl's face.
Cecilia realized she had been tricked; he was deliberately teasing her.
"You're messing with me?" The next moment, Cecilia stepped forward and swung her fist at his chest.
Daryl reached out and grabbed her wrists.
With her hands held up, Daryl inadvertently glanced at Cecilia's breasts, and his eyes deepened.
Sensing his unusual gaze, Cecilia looked down and her face changed.
Because the nightgown was so thin and revealing, this position made it easy to see her breasts.
The next moment, Cecilia broke free from Daryl's hands, turned to the side, and hugged her breast with her arms.
Daryl also felt a bit awkward. He put one hand in his pocket and touched the tie around his neck with the other, clearing his throat.
Cecilia cursed Daryl in her heart, calling him a rogue for teasing her early in the morning. Thinking about what just happened, she was embarrassed and angry.
Noticing the sweater dress thrown on the bed and trying to avoid the awkwardness, Daryl said, "The clothes in the walk-in closet are gathering dust. Why don't you ever wear them?"
Hearing this, Cecilia, still angry, replied without thinking, "Those clothes are too expensive for someone like me. If I get used to wearing those designer clothes, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to wearing cheap clothes after I leave."
Actually, Cecilia was afraid that if she got used to a life of luxury, she wouldn't be able to live a grounded life anymore. Even if Daryl gave her all those clothes, they wouldn't last a lifetime.
But because Cecilia was angry, her tone was not good.
Daryl, however, focused on the part where she mentioned leaving in the future, which made him upset.
"No problem, I can give you all those clothes," Daryl said, his face already looking displeased.
Hearing this, Cecilia turned around and looked directly into Daryl's eyes.
At this moment, all the warmth in Daryl's eyes had disappeared, replaced by the cold look he used to have.
This cold look seemed distant to Cecilia. Since he returned from Cobblestone City last time, she hadn't seen it on his face.
His cold gaze made Cecilia, wearing the nightgown, feel like she had fallen into an ice cave.
The next moment, Cecilia said disdainfully, "I can't wear those clothes for a lifetime, can I?"
Hearing this, Daryl frowned and suddenly said in a mocking tone, "No problem, your next man will surely be rich too. I'm sure he can meet your needs."
Hearing this, Cecilia felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
She thought to herself, 'Is he humiliating me and trying to distance himself from me? After the one-year period is over, he would have nothing to do with me and could hand me over to any man.'
At this moment, Cecilia stared at Daryl, and Daryl glared back at her.
Despite the heartache, Cecilia refused to back down. She looked at Daryl and sneered. "Since my next man will be rich, why would I care about your old clothes? I think you should save them for your next woman!"
Hearing this, Daryl was also furious and snapped, "I'm not so petty as to let my next woman pick up your leftovers!"
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