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The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1462
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Chapter 1462

Ian seemed to have seen through her thoughts. “It’s the last four digits of my cell

phone number.”

Elaine was rendered speechless.

‘This is a little awkward now.’

She chuckled and helped him in the door. “There’s no need to explain that.”

He responded with a light hum. “I’m not explaining.”

‘I’m just telling her the pin. It doesn’t mean anything. Ì

He stretched out his hand to turn on the chandelier, and the space lit up instantly. The

interior of the villa looked quite simple. There were not as many bells and whistles as

she imagined, and it did not look luxurious.

It looked simple, clean, and spacious.

She helped him back to the bedroom, which looked even emptier. There was only one

king-sized bed, a wardrobe, a desk, a bookshelf, and no extra sundries or other items.

She looked around. “Your place looks way too simple.”

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It did not look shabby. It was just that it was extremely simple. It seemed almost vacant and did not feel like home

at all. It was more like a temporary shelter.

“I live alone, so there’s no need to put so many things in the house.” His eyes shifted from side to side, and he

stopped for a few seconds before adding slowly, “I don’t come here very often either.”

He rarely returned home, mainly because it was located very far away, and it was inconvenient for him to come

home when he was on a mission.

Elaine understood his reasoning and did not ask any more questions. “Since you’ve arrived home safely, I’ll go

first.”

As soon as she turned around, the person behind her asked indifferently, “Aren’t you going to stay here for the

night?”

Elaine was stunned, and her expression became more and more embarrassed. “Although we’re engaged, this is

really inappropriate for me to do so.”

Ian rubbed his temples, lifted his eyelids, looked at her, and laughed. “Do I look like a playboy to you?”

She shook her head. “Not really.”

“Then what are you afraid of?”

Elaine was at a loss for words.

Ian explained with an unchanged expression, “You’re too far away from the Xavier mansion. It’s not safe for you to

drive home alone at night. You should stay here for the night, and I’ll send you back tomorrow morning.”

What he meant was that it was not safe for her to travel at night, and he was asking her to stay without any ulterior

motive.

Elaine was silent for a few seconds. “Then where should I sleep?”

“You can sleep in the bedroom.”

Before Elaine could react, Ian had already gotten up, taken off his suit, draped it on his forearm, and stood at the

door. “I’ll sleep on the couch.”

Her mind was racing. “I’ll sleep on the couch.”

‘How could I let the house owner sleep on the couch? I’ll just make do with what I have to survive the night.’ Ian

turned to look at her and gave off a smile. “Nah, it’s more convenient for you to sleep here.”

He was a little tired because of all the alcohol, so he did not say much, went out, and closed the door behind him.

Elaine watched as the door closed until she could no longer see his figure.

‘This is still a man’s house, and even though he’s my fiance, this still feels really weird.

‘But what he said is right. It’s convenient for me to sleep in the bedroom because

there’s a private bathroom.’

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Elaine hurriedly took a shower, got onto the bed, and took a glance at the door.

‘He should have fallen asleep, shouldn’t he?’

She pursed her lips and turned off the lamp.

Not long after she laid down and rolled over, she completely lost her drowsiness.

She was occupying someone else’s bed and letting him sleep on the couch. She just

could not help but feel a little sorry. Thus, she turned on the lamp, dimmed it, went to

the closet, and rummaged for the extra blankets and pillows.

The light in the living room was not turned on, and a faint smell of alcohol permeated

the cold air. she followed the trail highlighted by the light that shone through the ajar

bedroom door and walked toward the couch.

The man on the couch rested his forearm on his forehead, his shirt’s buttons were

unbuttoned down to his chest, and he was asleep in a very languid position, but he still

looked well-mannered and decent.

His breaths were very light, and he did not snore. If she had not come closer to listen,

she would have thought that he was not breathing.

Elaine carefully covered him with the blanket to avoid waking him up and placed the

pillow aside.

‘Perhaps he might need it when he wakes up in the middle of the night.’