He kissed her again and again.


    “Barlow, you’re back, aren’t you?” she murmured.


    The man slowly raised his head and replied, “You’ve mistaken me for someone else.


    I’m not Barlow.


    I’m Carlow! Karina, how can you think of me as a recement for Barlow?”


    “No, I didn’t!” Karina eximed, frowning.


    Suddenly, she jolted awake, her eyes wide open and her chest heaving.


    She stared at the ceiling, disoriented.


    After a moment, she collected herself and sighed, reminiscing about her dream as she closed her eyes.


    She thought about Barlow day and night, and now he had invaded her dreams.


    When she opened her eyes again, she moved her body and was stunned to find herself lying on the bed.


    Why was she Lying on the bed?


    She distinctly remembered falling asleep on the sofa.


    Karina quickly sat up and checked herself.


    Everything seemed fine.


    She guessed that Carlow had moved her while she slept, but hadn’t done anything inappropriate.


    At that moment, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.


    The water stopped, and Barlow emerged.


    He was wearing a white casual suit, which made him look both handsome and charming in the warm yellow light.


    Karina stared at him in a trance, her mind drifting back to a morning half a year ago.


    She remembered waking up in the same hotel as Barlow, a morning she would never forget.


    “You are awake,” Barlow said, raising his eyebrows with a yful smile.Original from N?velDrama.Org.


    Karina quickly regained herposure, smoothing her hair.


    “Are you feeling better?” she asked.


    “With you by my side, my illness has disappeared,” he replied, a smile ying on his lips.


    Karina rolled her eyes at his flirtation, ustomed to his way of speaking.


    She didn’t bother to retort, but her eyes widened as she noticed a set of women’s garments neatly disyed nearby.


    “Where did these clothese from? Did you buy them?” she asked, her voice filled with surprise.