Ariel could not help but think of Angela. Since she was so accustomed to visiting the plastic surgeon’s hospital, she was confident that she could tell if a woman. had undergone cosmetic procedures at a glance.
She was envious to learn that Angela was a natural beauty with perfect features. She also admired Angela’s flawless skin.
Still, Ariel considered her merits and concluded that Angela was too brainy and didn’t appear to be the type men preferred. On the other hand, she was flirtatious and seductive, and a single glance could easily win a man’s heart. Furthermore, she was far more open minded than Angela.
Angela regained her composure in the room before grabbing her pajamas and heading to Richard’s room to shower. She brought the same set of pajamas as before, with the addition of a robe for an extra layer of warmth. After all, it was getting colder outside.
In late autumn, the temperature significantly differed between night and day in a remote mountainous region. During the day, the temperature reach sixty-eight degrees Fahrenheit, but at night, it dropped to forty-six degrees Fahrenheit.
Angela sneezed a few times, possibly because she had caught a chill when she ran out of her room. Right now, she could feel her body getting colder.
Please don’t tell me that I’ve caught a cold! Please, no! That would be awful. She couldn’t help but think to herself.
Angela went to Richard’s room, put out her hand to knock on the door, and someone opened the door from the inside. He had just gotten out of the shower and was dressed casually. There were still some droplets of water on his dark hair.
“Did you just take a shower?” she asked shyly, still smelling the faint mint scent on his body.
Richard took his cell phone and glanced at it. Before he even looked at it, he had a rough idea of who it was. It was from Annie, who had recently sent him more than three text messages daily. The gist of her message was to confess her love for
him and express her expectant feelings to meet up as soon as possible. Even though he didn’t respond to that, her enthusiasm was not dampened. Right now, there was indeed a text message from her.
“Richard, are you busy at the moment? I had a dream today, and you were in it. I was delighted. Could you send me a photo of you? I realize that I’ve nearly forgotten how you look.”
He was looking at his cell phone screen when he heard a sound from the bathroom. Angela was opening the door. Instantly after that, he made a silly gesture of flinging it aside. He threw his cell phone to the pillow on the couch by his side, swiftly picking up the book he had just put aside to read.
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