Chapter 53 A Fleeting Moment of Warmth

• I immediately woke up from the daze and opened my eyes. To my relief, Roy did not make further advances, only hugging me in his arms. His chest was pressed against my back, and his face rested on my collarbone. Curled up, we started spooning, with him as the big spoon.
• I could sense his sorrow and powerlessness without looking at him because of my sixth sense as a woman.
• He probably thought that I had fallen asleep and took me as Lena. When a man as regal as him took off his facade, he was merely a pitiful being.