Chapter 318

"But I can't sleep," said Anderson. Mayra felt a hand slide around her waist over the bed covers, holding her tightly. Under the blanket, her body stiffened, and she could clearly hear his breathing behind her. "Sleep. I won't do anything to you," he said. She hid under the blanket without moving. The air under the covers became thin, so she gently lifted the blanket and turned to look at the man behind her, who seemed to have fallen asleep. Including when they were children, she had shared a bed with Anderson countless times, but she had never felt as uncomfortable as this. Mayra lifted herself slightly and glanced at the hand around her waist. Looking at the ceiling helplessly, she thought it would be better if Isabel moved into the Barlow mansion. Seemingly asleep, Anderson was finally behaving and not doing anything inappropriate. She grabbed his wrist, removed his hand from her waist, and pulled half of the blanket over him. She then placed a pillow between them to create s