Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 513

Chapter 513

Whenever Vinson slept beside her, his presence made Arielle slightly uncomfortable. At the same time, there was an indescribable feeling that swept through her. I can't let Vinson sleep beside me!

"I was planning to sleep in the guest room." He glanced at Arielle before explaining, "I just obtained the shares for you, so it would be suspicious for me to sleep in a separate room. Or else, your father would get suspicious about us."

Upon hearing that, Arielle hesitated for a brief moment.

What Vinson said was true, as Henrick was a sensitive man. Surely, Henrick would sense something was off if Vinson slept in the guestroom and would probably go back on his word.

Well, that does make sense. However, I still feel uncomfortable sleeping together with Vinson.

"Besides, this isn't the first time of us sleeping together. Sooner or later, you'll get more comfortable with this. By the way, we should wash up and go to bed soon. I'm feeling sleepy." Finishing his sentence, Vinson naturally made his way to the bathroom.

Arielle bit her lip and murmured, "We can sleep together, but not in the same bed."

"Okay." Vinson nodded as a response.

Afterward, she reluctantly gave in and grabbed her toothbrush.

The air was so still in the bathroom as both of them quietly brushed their teeth.

Arielle stared at their reflections in the mirror and noticed that they were moving strangely in synchronization.

It was at that moment she felt her heart pounding furiously inside her.

Wait... Why is my heart racing?

Subconsciously, Arielle placed her hand over her chest, attempting to calm herself down.

Vinson shifted his attention to her with a strange look on his face.

Noticing Vinson's gaze on her, Arielle left the bathroom hastily with a flushed face.

After she left, Vinson let out a sigh, causing a spasm of nervousness to cross his face.

As a matter of fact, Vinson had no idea that he liked Arielle and only managed to comprehend his true feelings much later.

I finally get why I would unconditionally help Arielle and also marry her. I did that because I like her, not merely because she saved my life before. I wish to

spend the rest of my life with Arielle, brushing my teeth together with her every night.

As thoughts prowled through Vinson's mind, he could not stop himself from giggling.

Why do I have such thoughts? I'm such a shameless man.

Soon, Vinson was done washing up too.

When he entered Arielle's bedroom, Arielle had already set the bed on the floor for him.

Not uttering another word, Vinson switched off the lights. He used his old trick by tossing and turning, attempting to make a rustling sound to distract Arielle.

There was no response from Arielle, nonetheless.

Curious, Vinson got up to take a peek at Arielle.

As he got up, he saw the moonlight shining softly on Arielle's beautiful features.

Vinson sat on the edge of the bed, unable to take his eyes off her, and later saw the earplugs in Arielle's ears. He also found a therapeutic candle on her bedside table. No wonder she was not affected by the noise.

Upon his realization, Vinson heaved a sigh and lied down.

I wish I could sleep beside Arielle, but I should also respect her as a woman. I should let things happen naturally between us instead of forcing her to do anything with me.

Perhaps it was because of the therapeutic candles, Vinson slowly felt his eyelids getting heavier by the minute, and he soon fell into a deep sleep after suffering from insomnia for several nights. A series of knocks woke Arielle up the following day.