Carson effortlessly scooped up Miranda as if she weighed nothing.
She rolled onto the bed, wrapping herself in the blanket, then turned her head to him and asked, "What's this all about? Do you want me to sleep with you?"
"Yeah."
Carson stood by the bedside, his eyes deep and intense.
He was baffled by the drastic change in her recent behavior. The woman in front of him looked like Miranda, but her actions were completely different from before.
The only explanation he could think of was that she was genuinely trying to stay by his side and had decided to turn over a new leaf.
To undergo such a transformation, she must be truly sincere.
He remembered how she limped to the clinic despite her injury, shivered from the cold but still prepared his bathwater, and braved the pressure to tr
