Looking at the condescending Jacob who was walking on the path of no return, Charlie shook his head dejected and returned to his room.
Claire had already taken her shower and she put on lavender silk spaghetti pajamas.
Her pajamas exposed her shoulders. Her skin was so soft and smooth like the silk pajamas and the pajamas barely covered her back and hugged her figure snugly. Charlie felt his throat going unusually dry tonight as he stared intensely at Claire.
She was lying sideways on the bed. The thin and silky pajamas lay on the graceful curves of her body like artificial skin. The skirt covered her thighs and her long fair legs stretched out lazily on the bed.
Claire blushed timidly as she noticed Charlie’s intense glare that she chided, “Stop looking at me like that, it’s not like you haven’t seen it before.”
Charlie plastered a sheepish grin on his face. “Dear, you’re so beautiful that it’s never enough.”
Claire rolled her eyes at his ridiculous remark but there was a spark of delight in her eyes.
Charlie really surprised her today. All the while, she thought that Charlie had some menial skills in fortune telling as well as martial arts, but she never expected him to be so powerful and awesome.
He had even saved her best friend’s life at a critical moment like that! It was extraordinary!
She couldn’t help but ask, “Charlie, tell me, how did you become so powerful all of sudden? You can even defeat the Butcher Brothers so easily.”
Charlie grinned smugly. “It’s a secret, but I’ll tell you if you let me kiss you.”
Claire smacked her lips in slight annoyance and said with a blush, “Dream on!”
Charlie was aroused by the sight of Claire’s seemingly seductive posture. He quickly turned around and opened the closet to take the quilt, but was stunned by the sight.
The closet was empty and the quilt that he always used to lay on the floor had disappeared.
“Darling, where’s my quilt?” Charlie asked.
Claire gasped as if something struck her mind and said, “I threw it into the washing machine.”
Charlie was speechless since he did not have anything to lay on the floor for him to sleep on. He sighed, “I can’t sleep on the floor without the quilt. I’ll sleep on the sofa, then.”
“Idiot,” Claire teased. She went to her closet, took out her quilt, and gave it to him. “Use mine.”
As Charlie held the quilt, there was a faint fragrance wafting from the white quilt. Charlie said excitedly, “Dear, you’re so nice to me.”
Claire shot an ambiguous glance at Charlie and huffed, “Let’s go to sleep.”
Charlie nodded. Hugging Claire’s quilt, he smelled the faint fragrance on it and felt jittery and excited.
If they went on like this, he would be able to sleep with his wife soon, wouldn’t he?
Then, Claire said, “Oh yes, I’m going to be quite busy with my studio for these two days. I’ve already set up the office, it’s time to go and get some projects and work done. Stay at home and keep Dad company, don’t let him go to Antique Street and buy useless stuff, okay?”
“Why don’t I help you out at your studio? You don’t have to pay me, I can perform tasks like wiping the table, vacuuming the floor, and making coffee!”
Claire smiled. “You don’t have to. There’s nothing to do at the studio anyway and if there is, it’s going to be me drawing and coming up with the design drafts. There’s really nothing you can help me with, so you’d better stay at home and do the household chores.”