PopularNovelJacqueline was brought back from the brink of death and lay in the base's infirmary. Although she had been
rescued, she was still barely clinging to life.
When Lawrence cto report the situation, Tessa had just finished taking a bath. She walked out of the
bedroom into the living room, wearing a silk camisole nightdress. She wanted to ask Stephen if there was any
hot milk, as she was used to drinking a cup before going to bed.
When she pushed open the door, she found herself making eye contact with Lawrence. Lawrence quickly averted
his gaze, and he stuttered, his demeanor filled with tension.
"M-Mr. Jacobson, that's the situation... How should we handle Jacqueline next?"
Lawrence thought to himself, "I'm doomed. | just saw Mrs. Jacobson right after her bath. Mr. Jacobson is definitely
going to dig my eyes out. Oh heavens, save me..."
It turned out that Lawrence's fear was justified.
Fresh out of the bath, Tessa looked as pure and radiant as a lotus blooming from water. Her face was fresh and
beautiful, her skin glowed with a rosy sheen, and a few damp strands of hair clung to her forehead.
She looked both innocent and alluring. Her large eyes were bright and dewy, capturing attention without her
even realizing it.
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What made the situation even more dangerous was that the room was heated, and Tessa was only wearing a silk
nightdress. The dress perfectly highlighted her curves, accentuating her graceful figure.
Lawrence had barely glanced at her for two seconds before he felt the temperature around Stephen plummet as
if the air itself had turned icy.
A cold shiver ran down Lawrence's spine.
Stephen's deep, dark eyes glowed with a chilling light. "Have you seen enough?" He'd uttered just four words,
but Lawrence was already drenched in cold sweat. "No, no," he stammered.
Lawrence's original intention was to say he hadn't looked and didn't want to look. But in Stephen's ears, it
sounded like he meant something entirely different.
"Hm? Haven't seen enough? Do you want to keep looking?" Stephen narrowed his eyes, his expression showing
clear displeasure.
Lawrence swallowed hard and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. "No, Mr. Jacobson. meant that I didn't look,
and | didn't intend to look. I-I'll be going now."
Stephen's cold silence was enough of a warning, signaling him to leave.
Lawrence quickly turned and ran off.
Watching Lawrence flee in panic, Tessa asked curiously, "What's wrong with him? What was that about seeing or
not seeing? What were you talking about?"
Tessa wasn't thinking along the slines at all. She wore underwear beneath her nightdress which was
conservatively designed with a hem below her knees and a modest neckline. It looked no different from a casual
slip dress one could wear outside.
She hadn't realized that her appearance would trigger Stephen's possessiveness
if another man saw her like this.
Stephen's dark expression faded as he looked into Tessa's innocent and puzzled eyes. The ice in his gaze
instantly melted away.
He beckoned to Tessa, and she obediently walked over and sat down on the couch beside him.
Stephen pulled her into his arms. "Are you sleepy?"
"Not really. I'd like shot milk."
Stephen's eyes softened. "Alright, I'll heat sup for you."
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"How is... Jacqueline?" Tessa asked, not out of concern for Jacqueline but
because she didn't want Stephen's hands stained with blood.
"She won't die."
Those three simple words left no doubt about Stephen's utter indifference toward Jacqueline.
"Oh," Tessa replied, unsure of what else to say.
Stephen gently pinched Tessa's cheek gently. "I'll go warm up smilk for you."
Tessa was staying overnight at the
base. The base was large, about the
size of an industrial park, and the
most luxurious building waso
Stephen's private residence.
Tessa was staying in Stephen's master bedroom. Inside the wardrobe, all the
women's clothing was in her size.
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