Chapter 1966

A Mess

Denise stared at him, utterly baffled. “Why are you standing out here like that? Aren’t you freezing?”

At the sound of her voice, Magnus slowly lifted his head. His face was pale, his body stiff from the cold, and his eyes filled with misery. “You’re finally back.”

If she’d come any later, he might’ve frozen right there on her doorstep.

Without asking any questions, Denise hurried to unlock the door.

Magnus trailed in right behind her and immediately collapsed onto the bed, wrapping himself tightly in the blanket as he shivered and sneezed repeatedly.

“You could’ve told me the door locks automatically,” he complained between sneezes. “I just stepped out for a stroll, and when I came back, I was locked out.”