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    so fussy?” He frowned, a bit impatient.


    He had been rudely awakened, and he wasn’t happy about it. Even a dignified CEO could have


    morning grumpiness.


    “If you keep sleeping, you won’t be able to sleep at night. What if it messes up your sleep schedule?


    You have to work during the day. You can’t be a night owl,” Rosalie reasoned.


    If she wasn’t concerned about this, why would she bother waking him up?


    Theodore sighed, and sat up tiredly in bed.


    “What time is it?” he asked.


    “Three in the afternoon,” Rosalie replied.


    Theodore’s stomach growled, indicating he was a little hungry.


    Feeling his stomach, Rosalie asked, “Are you hungry?”


    As she touched him, she couldn’t help but notice how firm his muscles were. Her hand continued to


    move upward, gradually reaching his abs.


    Theodore noticed Rosalie behaving oddly. He looked up with a smirk, and asked, “What are you


    doing?”


    Rosalie’s hand lingered on his muscles. Realizing she was


    shamelessly touching him, she quickly withdrew her hand. Her palm felt warm from the heat of his


    muscles.


    Nervously, she said, “I… I just wanted to wake you up. It was nothing.”


    Oh no, why was she stuttering? She couldn’t even speak properly!


    Theodore’s smile deepened. He raised his hand and unbuttoned all of his buttons. Throwing his


    shirt aside, he showcased his muscles as he leaned against the headboard.


    W–Why did you take your clothes off?” Rosalie blushed as she turned away to avoid his gaze, her


    face as red as an apple.


    “What’s wrong with taking off my clothes? I’m at home, aren’t I?” he said casually.


    “Weren’t you supposed to get up? Hurry up, I’m leaving,” she said as she tried to leave, but


    Theodore grabbed her hand.


    “You’ve seen it all before, so why run?”


    She had seen every inch of him, so why was she shy now?


    “Are you getting up or not? If you want to sleep, then go ahead. I won’t stop you,” Rosalie said.


    She wanted to leave the room quickly. If she continued looking at him, her breathing would be


    unsteady.


    “You’re such a troublesome girl. First, you want me to sleep. Then you wake me up and want me to


    sleep again. Are all you women sc fickle?”


    “What do you mean by that? You’re saying it as if only women are fickle. That’s not right,” Rosalie


    clenched her fists. “Don’t say suc things again.”


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