Chapter 69 You Are Not My Fake Wife

• When Arthur woke the next morning, he had a cramp in his right arm. He didn't know why, but his arms were heavy to move and a little numb too. He opened his eyes slowly, just like the previous days, he only saw black in his eyes, but he knew it was already morning.
• There was a gentle breeze brushing against his skin. The more he came to his senses, the more he was sure that someone's head was resting on his arm.
• Without thinking, he reached out in the intended direction. He touched a head with straight, silky hair down to its shoulders, before flinching and pulling his hand back.