Andrius smiled upon opening the door, “Did Aunt Wilson chase you out of the room again?”

“Yeah, my mom snores every night, and I’m not used to sleeping with her either.” Mary made an excuse and walked into Andrius’ room with her pillow.

Andrius’ laptop was still turned on. He seemed to be working.

‘He must be tired, planning the trip during the day and working for the company at night.’ Mary felt sorry for her man.

She entered the room and looked around. The room was so clean and tidy as if no one was staying here. Every corner of the room was spotless.

Then, she took a look at the minibar. Sure enough, the drinks inside were placed neatly by him.

He was pretty obsessed with neatness, like usual.

Mary knew being like that might even be torture to him.

As usual, she opened the refrigerator and deliberately messed up the drinks.

Then, she immediately chose a random bottle of fruit wine.

She glanced deliberately at the man to see how he would react.

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