Chapter 444
Clara sat by the bed. Yohan rested his head against the headboard and stared intently at her, waiting for her to speak.
"Yohan, you've washed the only spare blanket. We only have one comforter. If we don't cover up, we'll catch a cold in the mountains.
"Shall we share a bed just for tonight? Don't worry; I won't take advantage of you. Let's take one side of the bed each."
Yohan put on a reluctant expression. "Are you sure you won't take advantage of me?"
"I promise."
"Well, I guess I'll just make do for tonight."
Clara immediately hopped onto the bed. "I'll take the right side. Or do you want to talk to Mr. Fowler about sharing a bed with him? He's in his 60s. I promise he's not an old fart."
He put on a sour face. "Looks like I have no choice but to share a bed with you."
"Alright. So be it." Clara knew Yohan would refuse to share a bed with Mark. She asked for a pillow. Yawning, she set her alarm on the phone and said to him, "I set an alarm for 5:00 am. I need to wake up ea

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