Chapter 507
Angela had just stepped out of the base with an ice pack from the kitchen when she spotted Richard approaching, his face slightly swollen. "Why did you come out? I already got the ice pack ready," she said hurriedly.
"Let’s do it in the room," Richard replied.
Her heart fluttered at his words. With a soft "Mm," she followed him, a faint blush coloring her cheeks.
Richard pushed the door open and stepped aside to let her enter first. Angela slipped in quickly, as if afraid someone might see them. Once the door was shut, he peeled off his sweat-drenched fitted T-shirt without hesitation, baring his torso.
Angela turned her head and froze, her pulse racing. What was he doing? Why was he stripping the moment they got inside? Did he intend to—
"I’m going to shower first. Wait here," Richard said.
"Oh!" She nodded, watching him head toward the bathroom. Setting the ice pack aside, she waited.
True to his nature, Richard was quick—within minutes, he emerged with damp hair, water droplets trai

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