Chapter 1911-1915

Chapter 1911
Inside the spacious and well-lit living room was Liam. He was dressed in a matching set of gray pajamas like the one Caprice was wearing and was resting on the couch.

There were books and a tea set on the table, but he was neither reading nor drinking tea. He sat quietly with his arms folded in front of him.

He must be waiting for Caprice. Soon, Caprice showed up. He turned to her and motioned her over. “Come here.” Caprice approached him. She was aiming for the couch adjacent to his.

“Sit with me.” Liam noticed and beckoned. His voice was calm, but there was an undertone of authority that was not to be disobeyed.

Caprice silently nodded and sat next to him with her cheeks flushed red.

He turned to her. “How are you feeling? Do you still feel sick?”

She shook her head and murmured, “No.”