Kelvin had no interest in reading anymore. He turned off the lights in his study and went back to his bedroom.
It had been a long time since he had been back to the old mansion, and his room had changed drastically! If it weren't for the unchanged furnishings inside, he would have thought he walked into the wrong room.
The sight before him was pink curtains hanging over white carpeting with an elegant white European-style dressing table next to the wardrobe.
"These are all Cheyenne's things!" he remembered suddenly.
Because of his busy work schedule, he rarely came to the old mansion to keep his grandfather company. But Cheyenne was different. She was a jobless wanderer who practically lived here, so Grandfather let her stay in his room.
Last time, he was in the middle of an important meeting when he received a call from Cheyenne. She asked him with a smile if she could add some furniture to his room.
He shouted at her "Are you crazy?" and hung up the phone.
Little did he know that her idea of "adding some furniture" meant completely changing the style and decor of his entire room!
He hated pink! And white carpets were even worse!
But these were all things that Cheyenne liked. Why should he have to follow this woman's taste?
Kelvin instinctively wanted to call for a servant to change everything back, but then realized it was already eleven o'clock at night. He decided it could wait until another day.
With a cold handsome face, Kelvin lay down on this two-meter-wide double bed fully clothed and alone.
Just as he closed his eyes, Kelvin suddenly felt like something was missing in his arms, leaving him feeling empty.
That night, Kelvin couldn't sleep. So he turned on the lamp next to his bed and opened his iPad to edit the project proposal sent by his subordinate. Poor Chris had received a message from the CEO in the middle of the night asking him to organize information about their business partners and send it before dawn.
The next day, the room became brighter as sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows and onto pink curtains. A warm and peaceful atmosphere filled the air with the light shed onto the ground through curtains.
Despite staying up all night, Kelvin looked refreshed.
While washing up, he heard a short knock on his door.
"Kelvin, are you awake?" It was Abbie's voice.
He furrowed his brow slightly before placing down his electric toothbrush on top of a sink. After wiping off water droplets from his face with towel, he slipped into slippers and walked towards the door to open it.
Abbie stood there wearing only an apricot silk camisole dress that exposed her fair round shoulders while her long hair cascaded down behind her head. This dress is Cheyenne's! Because the latter's bust is much fuller than Abbie's, so this night dress looked empty on Abbie.
Kelvin's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and there was a hint of coldness in his voice that he himself had not noticed.
"Why are you wearing her clothes?"
Abbie was a little shy, so there was a hint of blush on her pale face.
She hesitantly replied, "I... I took a shower last night and didn't bring any clean pajamas. The servant brought me this one."
He didn't know what he was getting agitated about, but Abbie didn't mean to do it either, so he couldn't blame her.
He softly said, "Change it back. It doesn't fit you!"
With that said, the man turned around and entered the room, closing the door behind him.
Only Abbie was left standing at the door, with his cruel remark echoing in her mind: It doesn't fit you!
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