After everything was tidied up, Felicia assumed Stephan would have left by the time she came out. Yet as soon as she opened the bathroom door, he was standing right outside the door with his arms crossed casually.
"Uh…" Felicia waved her at him, signaling for him to step aside. "Can you, uh… move aside?"
Stephan let out a faint chuckle, his gaze moving down slightly.
Following his line of sight, Felicia looked down and saw her own slippers neatly placed right in front of her. To be honest, she was caught a little off guard by his meticulous care.
What followed was disinfecting and dressing her wounds. Since the cuts were minor, it was over fairly quickly.
As usual, she used the Panax pseudo-ginthera she made, which had excellent healing properties.
Thinking of that, she suddenly nudged Stephan's arm and asked, "Have your wounds healed yet?"
He glanced at her, raising an eyebrow as he replied, "More or less."
"What do you mean by that? Are you trying to ruin my reputation?"
Felicia almost blew her fuse right there and then. However, Stephan widened his eyes, staring into hers with his deep, alluring gaze that made his already attractive features even more captivating.
She was stuck in a momentary daze. Internally, she couldn't help but grumble, "How is it fair for a grown man to look this good? That's no different from cheating!"
"By the way, it's really late. Aren't you leaving yet?" she finally spoke up.
She gestured at the time, which was nearly 5:00 am. The first light of dawn was faintly illuminating the sky, casting it in a deep blue hue as night and day began to shift.
Stephan's reply was a confident and unapologetic, "Nope."
Felicia was rendered speechless.
From his tone, it seemed he was planning to stay and catch up on some sleep. She felt utterly flustered and quickly objected, "No, you can't stay! I can't accommodate you. The guest rooms aren't set up yet. They're completely empty!"
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