Therefore, he tiptoed to the sofa, slowly bent down, gently picked up the woman lying there, and carried her into her bedroom.
He didn't take her to his own bedroom. Although his mood had improved for a moment earlier, it didn't mean he could accept Maya Spencer sleeping beside him.
Both physically and psychologically, he was still rejecting Maya Spencer. He didn't want her to fantasize on the bed that he was Lillian Morris. That would be the most cruel mockery to him.
However, whether it was three years ago or now, Maya Spencer never mistook Liam Spencer for Lillian Morris, nor did she think of Lillian Morris in bed.
In her eyes, Lillian Morris was sacred, and she couldn't associate him with such unsightly matters.
Beside the big bed, Liam Spencer looked at the girl quietly sleeping and felt helpless. He thought if only her heart could have him, if only her dreams could include him, how wonderful that would be.
