Edwin poured a cup of water and handed it to her.

“Drink this and warm up a bit. I'll take a shower first, and then you should, too.

Change out of these clothes so you won't catch a cold."

Laura found herself alone in the room with Edwin, and the prospect of taking a shower was met with reluctance.

Displaying a hint of irritation, Edwin remarked, “Is there any part of you I haven't seen? Just be a good girl, will you?"

Laura took her time sipping the hot water, her gaze fixed on the large bed. She hesitated before inquiring, "Will you sleep on the sofa?"

Edwin categorically dismissed the idea.

"Of course, we'll sleep together."

Laura's countenance paled with anger, and she opted to ignore him.

Edwin casually unbuttoned his shirt and intentionally jangled his belt, a playful glint in his eye. He proceeded into the bathroom, dressed solely in black boxer briefs.

Laura avoided eye contact, her gaze averted.

Edwin couldn't help but chuckle before disappearing into the bathroom, the sound of running water gradually filling the room.

Amidst the flowing water, an indistinct, husky male voice seemed to emanate, his words eluding comprehension.

Laura was no longer the naive girl she once was.

She found herself blushing uncontrollably, biting her lip, and hugging herself tightly.

Edwin was truly audacious.

When Edwin emerged from the bathroom, his imposing, robust frame swathed in a bathrobe, his expression was inscrutable. However, Laura knew better; her cheeks burned, and she adamantly avoided making eye contact with him.

Edwin drew nearer and gently took the cup from her grasp.

He whispered, "There's a bathtub. I've cleaned it for you. Why don't you soak for a while?"

Laura clutched herself, meeting his gaze with slightly moistened eyes.