Hope It's Not Too Late to Love

Chapter 246

Hanson complied. Carrying his suitcase, he followed Vania to the guest room while saying to her, "I'd like to stay closer to you." It'd be even better if we could stay together, he thought to himself. Nevertheless, he didn't say that out loud for fear that Vania might get the wrong idea that he was taking liberties with her.

What is he up to by wanting to stay so close to me? She only felt that he was up to no good. The question didn't cross her mind a moment ago, but now it seemed that she mustn't let him have his way. She walked all the way to the innermost part of the hallway and stopped. "This is it."

He looked around him; there was only a room in sight, which was surrounded by walls. With a frown of displeasure, he asked Vania, "Where are you staying?" Fearing that she wouldn't tell him which room she was staying in, he added, "I'm asking so that it's easier for me to come to you in case there's suddenly something wrong with my hand."

Vania pointed at the frontmost room.

That's so far away! Hanson immediately dragged his suitcase there and opened the door to the adjacent room, only to find that it was a study connected to the master bedroom. The outer room of the study had a clean and tidy bed that was obviously unused. Not only that, but the study was also equipped with everything one might need. In an instant, he was very satisfied. He didn't like to sleep on a bed that someone else had slept on. Most importantly, this room was connected to Vania's master bedroom.

As a result, he decided at once that he would be staying here. Without asking for Vania's opinion,

he lowered the suitcase in his hand right away. Then, he turned around and went to her, standing close to her while taking his other suitcase from her. "I've picked my room. I'll be staying here." After that, he dragged the suitcase into the study.

She reminded him, saying, "This is the study. I'm afraid it's not very good for you to stay here." In particular, she couldn't help finding it somewhat inconvenient that her own room was so close to the study.

"What's wrong with me staying here? I think that's pretty nice." Hanson purposely leaned close to her again. "What are you worried about? It's not like we've not shared a room before."

Vania turned red at once as some adult scenes suddenly crossed her mind. Immediately, she quoted a few lines from the Bible in her mind to calm herself. We only shared a room in Eastland back then due to unexpected circumstances. And besides, didn't he stay awake all night at the time?

Seeing how she blushed shyly, Hanson explained with a chuckle, "Don't worry. I won't do anything to you without your permission." Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Hearing this, Vania felt even more embarrassed. What else does he want to do? However, seeing that he insisted, she had no choice but to compromise. Pointing at the two suitcases, she said, "Just decide for yourself where you'd like to put your stuff. If you lack anything, just tell me and I'll prepare it for you."

Hanson nodded. The next instant, he raised his injured hand again. "I'm afraid that I need you to help me put things in order, too."

She let out a sigh. Ah, never mind. I'll help him as much as I can. "Okay, I'll help you to place things

in order. Just point it out if there's something wrong."

He nodded like he was the man of the house. Sitting on the sofa, he watched tenderly as Vania bustled around. In his mind, she gave the feeling of a pretty and young wife that he felt very close to. Not only that, but he seemed to have been cured of his mysophobia, for he at least liked it very much when Vania touched his possessions.

On the other hand, Vania was somewhat embarrassed when she saw his clothes. After all, this was her first time helping an adult man sort out his things. For a moment, she didn't notice what he was doing behind her. Just as she wanted to turn around with something in her hand, she accidentally bumped into someone's chest.