Aurora pinched his face hard, not holding back her strength.

Lucas frowned and woke up from the pain. The moment he opened his eyes, he was met with Aurora’s puffed-up, angry expression.

Lucas took the lead, questioning, “Why are you on my bed?”

Aurora slapped a hand to her forehead in exasperation. “Nice act. Look carefully, this is the guest room I slept in last night. Whose bed do you think you’re on?”

“Oh, really?”

Lucas scratched his head, his eyes dazed with confusion. He glanced around the room carefully, then nodded with mock seriousness. “Seems there’s only one truth–I must’ve been sleepwalking last night.”

“You think I’m going to believe that nonsense?” Aurora ground her teeth as she glared at him.

When had this man become so shameless?

Lucas slowly sat up. “Well, if you don’t believe me, there’s nothing I can do. Either way, neither of us lost anything, and we both slept pretty well.” He recalled what Desmond had said–if you want to win a girl’s heart, you need a thick skin. At this point, Lucas didn’t care about dignity anymore.

“Get out. Go back to your own room,” Aurora said mercilessly.

But Lucas ignored her, stretching out his long arm to pull her into his embrace. He buried his face against her neck, inhaling deeply, instantly filled with satisfaction. “But I’m already used to sleeping with you. Don’t be so cruel.”

“So you admit you snuck into my room in the middle of the night?”

“I don’t care. I was sleepwalking.”

Lucas still had enough sense to know he couldn’t admit to sneaking in. Otherwise, Aurora would start locking the door. It was his mistake today–not slipping out before morning. But he hadn’t slept well these past few nights, and finally being able to hold Aurora close was too rare an opportunity to waste.

Aurora pinched his cheek again. “You really are thick-skinned!”

“Get up already, stop dawdling,” Aurora urged. She still had to coordinate with the production team today and give Ian some instructions. Otherwise, she couldn’t feel at ease going off to film the variety show.

After all, the studio had only just started. Lucas, however, wasn’t willing to let go. “Honey, don’t be so cold, alright?”

“Let go of me. I haven’t forgiven you yet.” Aurora rubbed her temples. “And don’t you think your shamelessness has been growing by the day? You weren’t this thick-skinned before.”

“I don’t care.” Lucas tightened his hold on her. “When I’m about to lose my wife, who cares about saving face?”

“Stop acting silly.”

Aurora pushed him away with irritation and walked firmly toward the bathroom to wash up. She knew she wasn’t completely rejecting Lucas anymore, but she wasn’t warm to him either.

After all, he had deceived her. She had to keep her guard up. He’d managed to hide things from her for so long, even though he’d had plenty of chances to tell her the truth. But Lucas had never chosen honesty.

That was something Aurora couldn’t accept. She only hoped this time he would truly recognize his mistake.

Watching her resolute back, Lucas thought she still hadn’t forgiven him.