Noah returned to the apartment on the third morning.

He went into the apartment and was changing his shoes when Dolores came over and whispered, “Ms. Gwynn kept crying by herself for the past two days, Mr. Noah! I’m worried sick about her.”

He paused momentarily.

Then, he took off his coat and walked into the bedroom.

A streak of sunlight shone gently into the bedroom through the curtains and fell onto the white bed sheet.

Holly was snuggled up in Gwynn’s embrace and slept, her cheeks looking as rosy as ever.

He sat on the side of the bed.

Then, Gwynn woke up. She looked at him quietly and noticed his stubble that he hadn’t had time to shave. After that, her eyes rested on the shirt he had worn three days ago.

Noah often put a lot of thought into his outfit. He’d make sure he changed his attire once every day.

However, he didn’t bother to change out of his shirt for three whole days because he had to stay by Gianna’s side. Clearly, the lady mattered very much to him. Her p