Shen Huaishuang felt as though she had been asleep for a long time. When she finally woke, she was alone in the bed; Lu Zhengting was not in the room.
She reached out to touch the spot beside her—it was cold.
She wondered if Lu Zhengting had slept there at all last night. Still, since he had said they wouldn’t sleep in separate rooms, he ought to have stayed there. And then there was the matter of her memory—she clearly remembered being in the chair last night, so how had she ended up in bed? Had Lu Zhengting carried her?
Chapter 17