"I'll be watching. Yvonne, it's getting late. You can choose any room you like to stay in. Treat this place like your home, don't be too reserved." Aiden Grant smiled at Yvonne Sutton as he advised her, his words full of concern, a brother's heartfelt care for his sister.
"Okay, big brother, good night." Yvonne felt Aiden's genuine care for her, a warm feeling spread in her heart, and the smile on her face became even warmer.
As Aiden entered the room, he always felt that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
The first thing he noticed upon entering was the large bed, the quilt was as neatly arranged as when he left.
He patted his head, thinking he must be too tired and hallucinating.
After a quick shower, Aiden quietly walked to the bedside, gently lifted the quilt, and slipped into the warm bed, pulling the curled-up small woman into his arms, nuzzling affectionately against the top of her head, and quickly drifted into sleep.
