Gwynn changed out of the expensive gown and took off the luxurious jewelry. She spent half a bottle of shampoo to wash out the products used in her hair. Walking out of the bathroom, she put on a snowy, silk bathrobe.

It was a busy day, but she insisted on applying the conditioner.

Within the huge mirror, she could see her hair cascading on her shoulder and the faint glow from her skin. Thanks to her wealthy life, she looked as delicate as ever. Her eyes were filled with nothing but affection when she reached out for the moisturizer.

The wind was beating down on the ornate window, making a faint rustling sound.

She wasn’t bothered by it.

She merely applied the moisturizer meticulously. She even put on classical music to set the mood. The truth was, she loved quiet, serene moments in the night.

At the next moment, someone opened the window.

Noah was standing there. His sharp features looked more stunning in the dark of night. His black hair was swaying gently from the night br