"Thank you," Karina expressed her gratitude.

"No worries," Hyatt replied, stealing a glance at Carlow in the rearview mirror, already plotting some teasing for the future.

“Karina, you talk in you sleep," Carlow suddenly interjected.

Karina, already feeling embarrassed, was caught off guard. “Wait, really? Did I talk in my sleep?"

“Yes, you kept calling out for Barlow," Carlow confirmed, his eyes holding a deep emotion. “And there was something else too..."

Sensing Carlow's hesitation, Karina inquired, “Was there anything else?"

Was she truly calling out for Barlow in her sleep the entire time?

Perhaps it was because the man beside her bore such a resemblance to Barlow that he had invaded her dream.

"You were touching me," Carlow blurted out suddenly.

Karina was rendered speechless, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Meanwhile, Hyatt, Listening in on their conversation from the front, choked on his own saliva, coughing loudly.

Barlow was really thick-skinned.

Karina wished she could vanish into thin air. "Well, I..."

Before she could say anything, Carlow interrupted, “Karina, not only do you talk in your sleep, but you drool too. Look..."

Without waiting for her response, he pointed to his shoulder, where a faint stain was visible.

Karina felt mortified, desperately wishing for the ground to swallow her whole.

As the car pulled into the apartment complex. Hyatt struggled to contain his laughter. “Miss Glyn, we've arrived," he managed to say.

“Oh, uh, thank you," Karina stammered, her face still flushed with embarrassment, eager to exit the car.

Once the door closed behind her, Hyatt glanced at Carlow meaningfully, remarking, “You're quite something!"

Carlow grabbed his coat, opened the door, and replied with a grin, "A little mischief keeps things interesting. Thanks!"