Eden turned over, found a comfortable position, and didn't move again.
Lu Feng sat for a few minutes before getting up to go to the bathroom. Behind him, the woman who had originally fallen asleep suddenly opened her eyes and propped up her upper body to look at his back.
He's leaving, and she should have been celebrating with the heavens, she finally rid herself of this monster. But why does her heart feel sour, and there's a trace of reluctance?
She lay back, exhausted physically and mentally by him, yet she wasn't sleepy at all.
Listening to the pattering sound of water from the bathroom, she couldn't fall asleep. So she sat up, and finding nothing to do, lay back down again—this happened three or four times. She sighed, picked up the silk camisole beside her, and put it on, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed.
