Tonight, Lena stayed at the hotel again—still in Hunter's suite.
When Lena left home in the morning, she took the room card with her. After spending the afternoon dealing with the hassle of buying a house, she was too exhausted to think. Without hesitation, she swiped the card and entered the room.
She leaned against the sofa and yawned.
In a daze, she heard the sound of water coming from the master bedroom's bathroom. As she looked up, she saw Hunter.
He was wiping his hair, with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
He was not sitting in a wheelchair now, but his feet were touching the ground. However, he walked very slowly.
Lena snapped back to her senses in an instant. She immediately stood up from the sofa.
Hunter stood still and wiped his hair twice casually. He glanced at th
