From late at night till daylight.
Simon didn't let Amelia go until she was completely worn out.
"Get some sleep."
The moment she closed her eyes, she drifted off.
Simon glanced at the time—it was already past 10 in the morning. Taking his phone, he stepped out of the bedroom to call Jonathan.
"I won't be coming over today. I'll visit another day," he said.
Jonathan, hearing Simon's change of plans, couldn't help but feel a tinge of disappointment. He had been hoping to see Amelia again.
"What about Miss Clarke?" he asked, curiosity evident in his tone.
Simon raised an eyebrow and let out a faint chuckle. "You seem awfully interested in our Miss Clarke, don't you?"
Jonathan chuckled awkwardly. "Are you sure you're not into her or something?"
Lighting a cigare
