Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 1663

After what seemed like an eternity, the sound of running water from the bathroom finally ceased. The door swung open and Zavier, clad only in a towel wrapped tightly around his waist, emerged from the steamy sanctuary.

He was young and so well-built.

Skyler gasped, instinctively throwing her hands over her eyes, “Oh, um, there’s a couch in the study, if you wouldn’t mind me crashing there for the night.”

Zavier, with a tone that brooked no argument, said, “There are fresh clothes for you in the walk-in closet. Go take a shower. I have a thing about cleanliness, and I’m not keen on having someone who smells like a day’s work sleeping in my space.”

Skyler removed her hands, catching another glimpse of Zavier’s sculpted chest before quickly covering her eyes again, “So, you’re okay with me sleeping on the couch?”

“I can’t stand dawdlers,” Zavier snapped.

“Got it, I’ll go freshen up,” Skyler said, understanding the cue.e2

She made her way to the walk-in closet. The Rivera family’s staff had been considerate, providing her with several sets of clothes, including nightwear.

biting cold from outside was a non-issue

Skyler hadn’t even dared to wear such garments alone at home. The idea of donning them now, with Zavier in the next room, was

simple set

was spacious, stocked with a new toothbrush and a range of female-friendly products like shampoo and body

of moisturizer, and wrapped herself up tightly before venturing back out,

dare glance toward the bedroom, instead heading towards the study. But to her surprise, Zavier was sprawled across the couch, with a thin blanket draped over him. He

why are you sleeping here?” Skyler

need your permission?” Zavier retorted, his voice

I meant. I mean, if you’re here, then where should I sleep?” she asked, a touch of nervousness in her voice..

his head, clearly uninterested in continuing the conversation, “The room’s big enough. Find

from the couch, the only other place to sleep was the bed in the bedroom. She didn’t have the guts to invade Zavier’s bed.

Zavier’s voice, deep and firm, cut through the silence, “Though I’m not fond of

women.”