An unexpected meeting of gazes left Mia momentarily dazed, causing her to forget how to react as she stood in the foyer. The door had been opened by Chuck, who had just returned from a jog.
At that moment, he was dressed in a sleek, black athletic outfit that perfectly accentuated his tall and upright stature, exuding a unique masculine charm. His hair was slightly damp, but he appeared energetic. Mia could smell a faint hint of mint on him.
"Uh…" Mia hesitated, her eyes fixated on the man's thin lips in front of her. She suddenly thought of their kiss from the night before. Her face flushed red, and she greeted him awkwardly, "Mr. Holland…"
"Awake already?" Chuck replied with a casual nod. Compared to his initial cold demeanor, he now seemed more familiar. He took the towel Mary hande
