Valentine Teller?
Then the one in bed is...
Mark Reed looked down and, shocked, rolled off the bed wrapped in a blanket.
Oh my god!
He glanced at the woman sleeping soundly on the bed, then at Valentine standing not far away. Sitting on the floor, he took a while to come back to his senses.
"Valentine, let me explain..." Mark shouted, jumping up from the ground to chase after Valentine, who was trying to run out. He grabbed her wrist tightly, refusing to let her leave.
"Hmm..." Mollie Willy on the bed turned over.
Where did that devil go?
Why did he take her blanket away too?
Without the blanket, she felt a bit chilly, and suddenly she heard a man's voice shouting, Valentine?
Mollie's muddled brain suddenly cleared up, and she realized with shock that she wasn't in her own room, but in Valentine's room. The person holding her earlier was definitely not...
Mollie abruptly opened her eyes wide and sat up.
