When Shaina finally stepped into the bedroom again and spotted the man in deep slumber in bed, she reflexively let out a smirk. She clearly remembered a certain man telling her earlier that he was full of vitality.
She moved cautiously to the side of the bed and bent down to observe the man’s sleeping face closely.
The man asleep had his eyes slightly closed. Under the dim lights, faint shadows were formed beneath his sharp features.
His long and slender eyes and his thick, jet-black lashes were beautiful and attractive.
She raised a brow in surprise. She remembered that, when Luca was born, he already had thick, inky hair, and once he fell asleep, soft and full lashes would frame his eyes – they were much thicker than hers. It turned out that he had inherited them from this man.
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