Chapter 47 Sleeping Together
Elizabeth suddenly freaked out about the whole situation. She struggled and yelled, "Michael, cut the crap! When did I ever try to seduce you? Susan told me to help you undress and wipe you down. She said you were sweating buckets from drinking and might catch a cold if you slept like that. I came over just to help you out. If you don't want my help, fine, strip off and shower yourself. The honey water's on the table, don't forget to drink it. I'm heading back to my room, move aside!"
Michael looked confused and slowly let go of her wrist.
Taking advantage of the moment, Elizabeth quickly shoved him away and scrambled out of the bed.
After being pushed back onto the bed, Michael passed out again. Elizabeth realized he was just drunk.
She grabbed a wet towel and wiped him down. Then she went back to her room, grabbed a pillow and blanket, came back to Michael's room, set them next to Michael, turned off the light, and went to sleep.
That night, Elizabeth couldn't sleep well. Maybe it was because there was someone else in the room; she felt hot and kept kicking off the blanket.
In the middle of the night, Michael woke up and felt a soft body next to him. By the moonlight coming through the window, he vaguely saw a woman with long hair lying beside him. He tentatively asked, "Elizabeth?"
Elizabeth didn't answer.
She was curled up on the other side of the bed.
Michael glanced at the blanket on the floor and figured Elizabeth must have kicked it off in her sleep.
He stretched his long arm over Elizabeth's neck, pulled her into his embrace, covered them both with his blanket, and went back to sleep.
In the latter half of the night, Elizabeth slept soundly, though she felt the pillow in her arms was a bit hard.
The next morning, Elizabeth woke up to find herself under Michael's blanket, lying in the same bed, hugging him with her head nestled in his arms.
She quickly pulled away from Michael, quietly lifted the blanket, and got out of bed.
As she was about to sneak back to her room with her blanket and pillow, a hoarse "Good morning" came from behind.
Elizabeth turned around and awkwardly smiled, "Hey, good morning!"
Michael leaned against the headboard and asked with a smirk, "You look well-rested. Did you sleep well last night?"
Elizabeth replied, "Pretty well. You?"
Michael, surprised by her question, answered, "Pretty well."
Elizabeth said, "Don't you have a headache? You didn't shower last night. Go take a shower. I'm going back to my room."
Michael got out of bed as soon as he heard that.
He was only wearing a pair of men's underwear.
In the underwear, there was a noticeable bulge.
Elizabeth shouted, "Pervert!"
She quickly grabbed a pillow to cover her eyes, opened the door, and fled in a panic.
Michael saw her reaction, looked down at his underwear, shook his head helplessly, and turned to the bathroom to shower.
Elizabeth darted back to her room, washed up, changed clothes, and went to the dining room to eat.
Michael's bodyguard strolled over and stood like a statue by the dining table, waiting for Michael to show up for breakfast.
Elizabeth glanced up and said, "Hey, can you back off a bit? I can't eat with you looming over me."
Ever since the forced abortion incident, Elizabeth would feel uncomfortable around Michael's bodyguards.
The bodyguard shot her a cold look, "Mrs. Jones, why do you always have to be so difficult?"
Elizabeth pouted, "Do you enjoy having a grumpy statue next to you while you eat?"
Annoyed, the bodyguard stepped back a bit, "Can't you be a little nicer to Mr. Thomas?"
Elizabeth looked up, curious, "How am I not nice to him? Have I mistreated him?"
The bodyguard was taken aback, "I'm not saying you mistreat him! I'm saying, can you be a bit gentler with Mr. Thomas? Think about his feelings when you talk and act. Mr. Thomas cares about you so much, likes you so much. What's wrong with being nicer to him? Why do you have to make him mad? Does it make you feel better to upset him?"
Elizabeth said, "Why would I want to upset him for no reason?"
Bodyguard, "You see, he was so upset yesterday that he went drinking and got wasted!"
Elizabeth, "He got drunk because of me?"
The bodyguard glared at her again, "Of course, it was because of you. You don't get Mr. Thomas's intentions at all. He specifically postponed his work to take you to the movies."
Before the bodyguard could finish, Michael appeared at the staircase corner.
They immediately shut up, but the bodyguard gave Elizabeth one last glare.
Elizabeth thought to herself, no wonder he was Michael's bodyguard, they both loved glaring at people.
After breakfast, Elizabeth got a message from Sarah.
Sarah: [Elizabeth, I have a dinner date with David tonight. I'll definitely find out about his situation for you.]
Elizabeth looked at the message and smiled as she replied: [Sarah, do your best, but don't sacrifice too much.]
Sarah replied: [Don't worry, I'll play it by ear.]
In the evening, Sarah and David met at The Daily Grind.
Sarah wore a loose white top, light blue jeans, white sneakers, and carried a black backpack. Her eyes were bright, and her long ponytail was tied high, showing off her smooth forehead.
She stood at the restaurant entrance, pacing slowly, waiting for David.
Across the street, David jogged towards the restaurant.
He was also wearing a white hoodie and blue jeans. Seeing Sarah waiting for him, David's eyes lit up, and he smiled, showing his white teeth, "You're here early! Sorry. Got stuck in traffic."
Sarah smiled at him, "It's okay, you're not late. I came early."
Her bright smile lit up David's eyes.
David smiled, "Let's head in."
They walked into the restaurant and snagged a table by the window.
While waiting for their food, they chatted.
David said, "You look great. I heard you're still in college."
Sarah smiled lightly, "You look pretty sharp yourself. I saw you in a black suit the other day and thought you were much older than me. I didn't realize you just graduated from college, too."
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