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Chapter 372: 336: The Person Belongs to Him

But through the gap in the curtains that were not fully closed, one could tell that daylight had arrived.

Daisy Zane lay on her side in bed, her hand dangling limply over the edge. Half opening her eyes, she looked at the light filtering through the gap

Her face was flushed with a rare blush, her eyelashes still wet with tears. Her slightly swollen lips were pursed together, revealing extreme irritability hidden beneath her exhaustion.

Was that the physical strength of a human?

She doubted if Kevin Clark was really a supernatural creature.

In a moment, her hand hanging over the edge of the bed was clasped, and Kevin Clark hugged her from behind, kissing her at the back of the neck. His tone and voice all exuded his satisfaction, happiness, and joy: “I’ll carry you to take a bath.”

Daisy Zane closed her eyes and ignored him.

Kevin Clark tightened his arm, hugging her tighter, and chuckled quietly, “Why won’t you talk to me anymore?”

“Kevin Clark, you ” Daisy Zane said with her eyes closed.

“What about me?”

Daisy Zane didn’t want to move, allowing him to pinch her hand. “Didn’t you say let me sleep early?”

“It was Madam who invited me to experience it together.” Kevin Clark said with a smile.

“Get lost.” Daisy Zane cursed him weakly. “If I had known you were like this ”

Kevin Clark kept smiling, not having any particular reaction to her cursing. He had just driven her to desperation, and she had cursed him several times in a hoarse voice. “What am I like?”

“Shut up.”

Kevin Clark stopped talking, hugged her for a while, kissed her neck, then sat up. “Go take a bath so you won’t be uncomfortable.”

Daisy Zane didn’t move.

Daisy Zane didn’t want to move.

Kevin Clark lifted the quilt, intending to carry her.

Daisy Zane immediately rolled from one side of the bed to the other, wrapped in the quilt, and got out of bed.

Her moves were smooth and swift, neat and dashing.

However, after stepping on the ground, Daisy Zane’s legs felt weak.

She quickly held the bedside table beside her, and Kevin Clark timely supported her from the other side.

“I’ll carry you.”

Daisy Zane dodged his hand, even pushing him aside, and then walked to the restroom wrapped in the quilt.

Knowing he had pushed her too far and being in the wrong, Kevin Clark didn’t dare to make a sound, slowly following her from behind.

When they arrived at the restroom door, he watched her enter and closed the door with a slap. After the sound of a gust of wind, the sound of the lock clicked from inside.

Kevin Clark:   Was she protecting herself from wolves?

In the restroom, Daisy Zane threw the quilt on the ground and took off her sleeping robe hanging on her left arm.

The tattoo on her left arm was fully visible because she was sweating with a high body temperature.

The sleeping robe had been hanging on her arm the whole time.

When he touched it, she stopped him, and he didn’t touch it again. It always hung on her arm.

Respecting all her secrets.

Still looking at the tattoo on her arm, Daisy Zane looked up at the mirror next to her.

Looking at her own love bites in the mirror and recalling what had transpired, she felt a little scared.

Kevin Clark was indeed terrifying.

Even under restraint and gentleness, Daisy Zane had a feeling that he would kill her.

She felt as if he was a starving wolf, trying to tear her apart

During Daisy Zane’s bath, Kevin Clark changed the bed sheet and put another quilt on the bed.

He also found clothes and placed them at the restroom door.

Later, he even lit an Eaglewood incense stick.

Throughout the process, he had a constant smile on his face.

The always calm Third Master now looked like a silly young boy, relishing in happiness.

Lighting the Eaglewood incense, Kevin Clark thought about the red mark on Daisy Zane’s left arm.

He had only seen part of it and was sure it was a tattoo.

But since the little girl didn’t let him see it, he later pulled the sleeping robe back up to cover the red mark.

He remembered that she didn’t have anything on her arm.

But  that sudden redness.

It was a dove blood tattoo, which only appeared when she sweated.

Thinking about this, Kevin Clark laughed to himself.

She truly is a girl full of secrets.

Daisy Zane came out of the restroom wrapped in her towel, saw the clothes outside, picked them up and went back to change.

When she opened the door again, Kevin Clark was standing by the restroom entrance.

As she stepped out, Kevin Clark scooped her up in a horizontal carry.

Daisy stared at him cautiously, “What are you doing?”

“What do you think?” Kevin Clark gazed deeply into her eyes.

Daisy Zane, “Calm down, Kevin Clark,” she tried to jump down.

Kevin Clark gently tightened his hold on her and chuckled, “I’m not doing anything, just want to carry you back to bed.”

Daisy still looked at him warily.

“Really,” Kevin Clark said, “I ordered food. Let’s eat and then we can get a good sleep.”

Daisy didn’t say anything, letting him carry her to the bed.

She laid down on the bed, covered herself with the quilt and closed her eyes.

“Eat before sleeping.”

“No. Sleepy.”

“Aren’t you hungry?” Kevin Clark asked, stroking her face.

“Sleepy.”

Kevin Clark smiled, leaned down and kissed her on the cheek, “Alright, sleep first.”

“Mhmm.”

After responding, she fell asleep almost instantly.

But a few minutes later, she suddenly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were bloodshot and murderous as she stared at Kevin Clark.

His hand had just touched a box on the bedside table, and he froze when she suddenly looked over, “What’s wrong?”

She stared at him, murder radiating from her gaze, “What are you doing?”

Kevin Clark realized, he picked up the empty box on the bedside table and shook it, “It’s empty, gonna throw it away.”

Daisy assessed him, deciding whether she could trust his words.

If he continued to mess with her, she would fight him right now.

Seeing her like this, Kevin Clark smiled and tossed the empty box into the trash can. He leaned closer to her and whispered, “Go to sleep, I won’t bother you anymore.”

After saying that, he added, “There aren’t any suitable sizes left, they’re all too small.”

Daisy Zane:

Daisy Zane looked at him wordlessly for two seconds, then took a pillow from her side and threw it at him. She turned her back to him and kept sleeping.

Kevin, holding the pillow she tossed, silently chuckled.

He felt if she wasn’t so sleepy, she might actually fight him now.

Daisy slept until around 3 in the afternoon.

In the morning, Kevin joined her in bed for a while. Afterwards, he continued to deal with his work.

He laid in bed while working on his laptop.

He set the brightness to the lowest and didn’t use the keyboard. Whenever he needed to type, he used the laptop’s touchpad and software keyboard.

It was because he’d put Daisy’s arm on his torso, letting her sleep hugging his waist.

Daisy was well-behaved in her sleep and rarely moved.

While Kevin worked, he could look down and see her sleeping face. Her usual aloof demeanor faded a bit, and in his eyes, she looked rather tame.

From time to time, he would softly touch her here and there.

He felt a sense of satisfaction as though she was his, and he could touch her as he pleased.