Chapter 487

Angela yawned drowsily as she got up. Her head felt heavy and her steps faltered, making her stumble straight into the man’s arms. Richard instantly steadied her with his long arms. Her forehead bumped against his shoulder, and the sharp pain made her delicate face scrunch up. “Ugh, you’re as hard as a rock!” she muttered under her breath, rubbing her forehead. Richard only gave a faint smile as he helped her stand upright again. Angela slowly made her way toward his bed—a neatly arranged, spacious bed that carried his familiar scent. The moment she lay down, a strange wave of comfort enveloped her. Her eyes lingered on the man sitting on the sofa. Even with just the slight tilt of his head visible, she found him unbelievably attractive. Never before had a man’s mere silhouette captivated her so deeply. She stole a few more glances, but soon, the weight of sleep pulled her under, and in no time, she was fast asleep again. Richard picked up the book she had been reading earlier. Noticin