When he walked into the living room, Susan saw him and ran over happily. "Mr. Wood... hey? Why are you wet?"

After the whole night, Shawn's clothes were still damp.

Susan wanted to reach out and touch it, but Shawn waved her away and strode upstairs.

"Mr. Wood..."

"If you have nothing to say, get out!"

"I…I just miss you."

Shawn's figure disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

Susan gritted her teeth, feeling something was wrong.

He was a nobleman. How could he return after a night ou