Of course, Byron could not hear her.

Wendy was only saying that to give herself an excuse to take the next step. Then, she headed to the toilet to get a towel and wetted it. She came back out to wipe Byron’s face.

Although she was careful enough, she had never done such a thing, so her movements were rough.

Byron’s forehead puckered uncomfortably as he subconsciously wanted to avoid her touch.

Wendy stopped wiping when she noticed that and whispered in Byron’s ear, “It must be uncomfortable sleeping in this attire. I’ll take it off for you.”

Then, she reached out carefully and unbuttoned Byron’s shirt.

The man held her wrist and frowned when she was at the third button.

Wendy was excited and expected something to happen between them.

However, Byron angrily pushed her away as he muttered, “Don’t touch me!”

He let go of Wendy’s hand and turned to the other side with his back facing her.

Wendy was shocked, and her mood sank, but she tried to calm herself down. Then, she tried nu