Jennifer chuckled in frustration.


    “Mom, a condom, really? Why are you so keen on Hilliard?”Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    Presley let out a sigh.


    “Jennifer, you’ll end up an old maid if you stay single.


    Hilliard may have turned you down in the past, but when he realized his feelings for you, he mustered the courage to seek your forgiveness and win you back.


    I’ve seen all his efforts.


    He’s genuinely the right man for you.


    Your father and I would be so relieved if you married him.


    ”


    After expressing her thoughts sincerely, Presley left quietly.


    As Jennifer held the item in her hand, her mind wandered to the passionate moment she and Hilliard shared ki*sing on the bed.


    She blushed deeply at the memory.


    She nced at the drunk man lying on the bed and hesitated.


    Did she truly want to go through with this?


    Approaching the bedside, Jennifer gazed silently at Hilliard for a moment.


    She stared at his handsome face, uncertain of what to do.


    After sitting on the edge of the bed in contemtion for a few minutes, she realized that her rationality prevailed over her desires.


    She discarded the condom in the trash and used the towel to clean Hilliard’s body and face.


    The difference in physical strength between men and women became apparent as she struggled to turn him over.


    By the time she was done, she felt utterly drained.


    Jennifer was determined not to let Hilliard experience a second drunken episode in her presence.


    She caught her breath as she tucked him in.


    As she wanted to go and get two more quilts from the wardrobe to make a makeshift bed on the floor for herself, Hilliard suddenly reached out


    and grabbed her.


    In his sleep, he unconsciously pulled her into his embrace, and she found herself sleeping in his arms, as though she were a human pillow.


    “Hilliard?” Jennifer called out softly.


    But he didn’t give a response.


    He had fallen into a deep sleep.


    Despite her efforts to break free from his firm grasp, he held onto her tightly, making it impossible for her to wriggle away.


    Perhaps it was because of her exhaustion, or maybe the allure of thefortable bed was just too much to resist.


    With heavy eyelids, Jennifer eventually gave in to the drowsiness and drifted into sleep.


    The following morning, as the first rays of sunshine filtered through the window, Jennifer stirred awake.


    She slowly opened her eyes and turned her gaze towards Hilliard’s sleeping face.