"I said countless good things about you in front of my mother today..." Returning to the hotel in the evening, Kate spoke while removing her makeup in front of the dressing mirror, her tone bearing a hint of coquettishness and an air of seeking credit amidst her complaints and sighs.
Hidden so deeply, even Kate herself might not have realized it, only someone as attuned to the thoughts of women as Adrian could detect it, which revealed Kate's conflicting emotions.
"So, how would you like me to thank you?" Adrian walked over, leaned down to her ear with a mischievous smile, and casually slid his hand beneath her silk nightgown.
Although Kate furrowed her brows slightly, she didn't stop him and instead turned to gaze at him, "I don't understand, Ed, why am I so tolerant of you?"
Adrian paused his movements, then after a moment, kissed her earlobe, "No, Kate, you're very clear-minded. You tolerate me because deep down you still care a great deal about me, just as I care about you."
