Chapter 294: Connor abruptly opened his eyes to find Marissa doing push-ups beside him. His surprise left him frozen for what felt like ages. Was she awake or still sleepwalking? Peering out the window, he noted the darkness still enveloping the outside world. He remained still, silently observing Marissa until she ceased her push-ups. Then, with a cautious turn, he examined her face. She was still asleep! Could it be that after a few hours' rest, she was sleepwalking again? The night before, she had caused a commotion at his place; now, she was exercising. Her sleepwalking activities were certainly diverse.
Glancing at the clock, he saw it was only 3:30 AM-far too early for exercising. Gently, he tugged on her sleeve and coaxed, "Sweetheart, let's go back to sleep, okay?" However, Marissa was not as compliant as the previous night. She got out of bed, dressed quickly, and left the room. Bewildered, Connor hurriedly put on his shoes and followed her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYour storytelling destination is galnovsHe trailed behind her quietly as they descended the stairs and exited the building, careful not to disturb her. Outside, he watched in astonishment as she mounted her motorcycle and sped away. Was she heading to the Sanchez family's residence? Unable to let her go alone, he dashed to his car and set off after her. Even in her sleepwalking state, Marissa maneuvered the motorcycle with astonishing skills, her form a blur against the early morning darkness, which sent his heart racing. Fortunately, the streets were deserted at this hour, devoid of other vehicles and pedestrians, which somewhat calmed his nerves.
He tailed her to the gates of the Sanchez family's house. There, he observed her glide through the gate, park the motorcycle on the villa's front lawn, and stride inside. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief. Worried she might emerge and wander off again, he parked his car under a nearby sycamore tree and kept vigil. He remained there until the break of dawn, when the Sanchez household began to stir. Only then did he feel it was safe to leave. Marissa had no idea Connor had been her silent guardian throughout the ordeal. Upon entering the villa, she made her way to Lawrence and Lindsay's room, where she removed her attire, joined them in bed, and fell back into a deep slumber, her arms wrapped around them. At 6 AM, Marissa woke up naturally, stretching luxuriously and oblivious to the adventure she had embarked on during the night.
Upon opening her eyes, she found Lawrence and Lindsay awake, sitting side by side with sweet smiles directed at her. The sight of the two little ones filled the air with sweetness.
She greeted them with a bright smile. "Good morning, babies." "Good morning, Mom!" they replied in unison, their voices polite and cheerful.
Marissa sat up and embraced the children warmly, planting a kiss on each of their cheeks. Her thoughts briefly wandered to Tiffany, sparking curiosity about the father of these delightful children. Their charm and manners hinted at impressive lineage.
The children, evidently unaccustomed to such warmth, responded with radiant smiles. Lindsay's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Mom, what are we doing today?" "Today, Mom is taking you to the airport to pick up an auntie. When Mom is busy, she will take care of you," explained Marissa.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Auntie?" The word seemed to resonate warmly with the children.
Lawrence, intrigued, chimed in, "Mom, what kind of auntie is she? Is she as pretty as Aunt Leila?"
Imagining Rita's elegant features, Marissa responded with a smilem "She's much prettier than Aunt Leila. She's a a super beauty, a timeless classic."
"Wow!" the kids exclaimed in unison, their excitement palpable and their apticipation to meet Rita evident.
At that moment, Leila burst into the room, her expression fraught with urgency "Tiffany, something big ピ happened!"