Chapter 1064:

They remained silent, but after more than a week apart, they finally slept in each other’s arms again. Gemma’s sleep was noticeably deeper.

The next morning, Gemma found the space beside her empty. She frowned as she entered the bathroom, noticing the toothpaste had been squeezed out and her toiletries were neatly arranged. Every detail bore Pierre’s touch. Her clothes for the day were laid out as well. Reluctantly, Gemma put them on and stepped outside to find Pierre waiting. Ignoring him, she walked past.

Pierre blocked her path, causing her to bump into his chest. Annoyed, she rubbed her nose. “What are you doing?”

Her temper flared, and she felt on the verge of tears.

Pierre knew she wasn’t really hurt, just venting her frustration at him. He actually found it a good sign, much better than when she ignored him. He adjusted her collar.

“Breakfast is ready. Would you like to eat now?”

Gemma replied sharply, “No.”

“You need to eat breakfast, or Mr. Hampton will blame me if he finds out.”

“Let him blame you then. There are plenty of other bodyguards. I’ll just ask my brother to replace you with someone I prefer.”

Pierre smiled. “But you’ll have to eat breakfast before you replace me.”

With a blend of persuasion and insistence, he carried Gemma downstairs.

He presented her with several boxes of socks to choose from.

Gemma picked one absentmindedly.

Pierre knelt to put on her socks. Her slender ankle looked fragile in his hands, making him feel like a giant. He sighed.

Gemma asked, “What?”

“Everything about you is so petite,” Pierre said. “I didn’t realize it when I kissed you before, but now I feel like I’m bullying a little girl.”

Gemma responded sarcastically, “Oh, so you used to kiss and sleep with giants?”

Pierre was left speechless.

Gemma pulled her foot away from his touch and gave him a playful kick.

After helping her put on her socks, Pierre stood and gently pinned her to the sofa.

Gemma recalled his words from the previous night. Her anger had subsided. She only struggled lightly.noveldrama

Pierre kissed her softly on the lips. Her lips were tender, inviting him to savor the moment. He didn’t rush.

“Since you were upset with me, last night was the first time I really slept.”

Gemma responded, “Do you think I’m naive? If you hadn’t slept for a week, you’d be far worse off.”

“I might actually be close to death,” Pierre chuckled. “My job is to protect you. Without you around, I feel insecure.”

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