“I'm a little cold.

Hold me tight!"

Matthew couldn't help laughing as a strong sense of happiness coursed through him.

It was already two o'clock in the morning when they returned to the villa.

Erica threw herself on the bed and didn't want to move anymore. But, she remembered that the man who shared the same bed with her was a neat freak. She whined, "Matthew, I'm so tired. I don't want to shower, brush my teeth, wash my face, or wash my feet. Is that okay?"

“It's fine. Sleep tight!"

Pleased, Erica quickly took off her clothes and crawled under the blanket.

“She is indeed still a little girl.‘ With a smile and a quick shake of his head, Matthew made his way toward the bathroom.

A moment later, he stepped out with a basin of warm water. He placed it by the bed and gently pulled her feet out from under the blanket.

Although asleep, Erica vaguely felt as though her feet were being put in water. Then, big hands gently massaged her feet, just Like the last time when Matthew had washed her feet in the bathroom.

She mumbled, “Matthew...

“Hmm.

It was him.

"Didn't you say that I can sleep without washing my feet?"

His penchant for cleanliness was a Little unusual!

"Go back to sleep. I'll wash them for you."

"Okay." She was so sleepy that she couldn't remember when he finished wiping her feet and putting them back into the bed.

In another villa of the Pearl Villa District.

In the bedroom, Sheffield hugged the woman, who was applying a facial mask. All the tiredness coursing through him disappeared, and he felt rejuvenated.

“Honey, your dear husband is back!"

Evelyn applied the remaining essence of the facial mask on her neck and hands evenly. Then, she turned and patted the man's face with a gentle smile as usual.

“Honey, the keyboard is ready. Go ahead!"

The man was confused.

“Why am I being punished this time?" ‘Did Matthew tell on me again?

He is moving faster than before.'