Chaptet 1871

"Levi, last night—" Before Maeve could finish her sentence, Levi had already bent down and slipped a pair of slippers onto her feet. "I've told you so many times to not go running around barefoot." "It's fine, the floor heating is warm," Maeve replied, already accustomed to it. Hackett Manor hadn't planned to install underfloor heating at first. But because Maeve always insisted on running around barefoot, Levi was worried she would catch a cold, so he had it installed just for her. It was meant to be a precaution. But in the end, she disliked wearing slippers even more. "Levi, were you with me all night?" Maeve shook Levi's arm with a broad grin. "I knew it. You're the best to me, and you would never leave me alone." "There was an international conference last night. I was busy with the meeting." Levi tapped Maeve gently on the forehead. "Don't act so recklessly again." "Oh..." Maeve rubbed her temples. "But last night, it felt like you were right beside me the whole night."