Billionaire, Let's Divorce (Mark and Sydney)

Chapter 0305

I blanched. Where the hell did that come from?!

I shook my head, getting rid of every thought related to Aiden but who was I kidding? I was in his room.

Finally, I moved to sit on the bed and that was when I realized that since Aiden brought me to the room, while he cleared up stuff, I remained standing in that one position.

I closed my eyes and groaned. No wonder he looked like he couldn't wait to leave the room. I must have really made him uncomfortable.

Losing myself in the plushness of the mattress as I laid in it, I admired the room from that point. Seems the interior design of all the rooms were the same.

Later, I removed my clothes and dragged myself to the bathroom where I had a long shower while 1 inspected some of his skincare products. They smelled nice as usual but different from the ones he used to use. I was really tempted to try some of them. He always picked the best skincare products. But I was stopped by the morbid imagination of him catching a whiff of one of them on me.

I didn't think I could live through that embarrassment.

Dressed up in my night wear, I jumped into bed, exhausted from all the enthusiasm I had to keep up during dinner to wave off the incessant questions about the incident at the challenge. Just as I closed my eyes, I heard a knock on the door.

I sat up with a frown. The knock came again.

"Ana, it's Aiden."

"Come in," I piped up. When he entered, he glanced at the door.

"You didn't lock the door?"

I shrugged, "Do I need to? It's your room, you should be able to come in anytime."

"Sorry. I just forgot something." he explained with an apologetic smile as he moved toward the drawer and fished something from it.

All the while, he looked in a hurry and I couldn't help but feel bad. It was so unfair. I was occupying his room and still making him uncomfortable.

"You can come sleep here," I said, hoping to ease him up a bit.

He looked over at me and I could feel the tension in the air as he stared at the space beside me. Or on either side of me, because I was centred in the middle of the bed.

I blinked, realizing that he might have misunderstood my request.

"...I don't mean here," I flattened my palm on either side of me. "There," I pointed to the only couch in the room few feet from the bed.

"It's okay," he smiled and shook my head.

"No, please, I wonder how that room is. Since it's a spare room, a dark one at that, it's probably not been

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cleaned in a while. It's not healthy to stay in a dusty room."

Then with that, I laid back down and covered myseelf with the blanket from head to toes.

My eyes widened under the darkness of the blanket. Okay, what did I just do?! Why did I do that?!

I closed my eyes, silently hoping that he wouldn't listen to me.

Oh, so he should go suffocate in a dusty room. My subconscious accused and I felt myself weighed down by guilt but I didn't stop hoping he'd prefer to stay in the room. It may seem selfish but it was all for the best. How? I asked myself but the answer to that eluded me.

For a while, I heard the sound of a drawer open and close, a shuffle here and there then the door closed

softly.

I peeked out 6if the blanket and when I saw that he was out of the room, I sighed, greatly relieved. Pulling the blanket off my head, I lay on my back and stared up at the ceiling, my mind blank.

Then the door was creaking open again. In a flash, I had the blanket over my head again.

After a few seconds, I peeked out to see him spreading the blankets he left with earlier on the couch.

He's really returned to sleep on the couch.