My Husband Is a Gary Stu

CHAPTER 1288 WERE YOU PRETENDING TO SLEEP?

Upon entering the resort, she noticed that this establishment placed great emphasis on customer privacy. Apart from the main entrance, there were no surveillance cameras in the other areas.

At this early hour, Zephyr's bodyguards should be resting as well.

Johanna carefully opened the door to her room and saw that the hallway outside was indeed empty, with no one guarding it. Relying on the resort map she had seen in the reception area, she hurriedly walked towards the other side of the hallway.

Upon seeing the door, she strode over and pulled on it twice, only to realize it was locked.

Why is there still a lock on this sliding door?

To Johanna's surprise, the last obstacle turned out to be a door. Frustrated, she pounded on the shutter, ready to find some tools to pry the lock open.

At that moment, a hand reached out and handed over a brass key.

“Thank you.” Johanna took the key and quickly opened the door. As soon as the door was pulled open, a cold wind blew in from outside.

Soon, she felt that something was off. Turning her head, she first saw a foot in a bathrobe, and then, raising her gaze, she saw a man with one hand lazily tucked into his bathrobe pocket, looking down at her intently.

Even when squatting down, the man was still taller than Johanna. He had to lower his head to look at her, “Jojo, where do you want to go?”

Johanna looked up and met his gaze, “Were you just pretending to sleep?”

“The scent on you is like a top-notch sleep aid for me, so how could I pretend to sleep?” Zephyr's thin lips curled up, revealing a hint of a smile. “However, I'm a light sleeper, and the slightest movement can wake me up.”

Zephyr glanced outside and gently asked, “Do you want to run away?”

“Yeah,” Johanna no longer bothered to pretend, “Ever since I got off the cruise ship, I've been thinking about escaping every minute and every second. As long as I make it to the embassy, I'll be safe.”

She sneered, “That one-year agreement is nothing but a sham, who cares about your affection!”

“Then you should go,” Zephyr said.

Johanna was taken aback, thinking she must have misheard something. Meanwhile, Zephyr sighed and said, “Your legs are your own; if you really want to leave, I can't stop you.”

Since he intended to let her go, Johanna headed straight for the reception lobby.

She wanted the resort to arrange a vehicle to take her down the mountain, but the resort said that the drivers were all resting at this time and couldn't help her with the arrangement.

And behind her, Zephyr followed at a leisurely pace.

He watched as Johanna walked to the door and put on her flat shoes, struggling to contain himself. Yet, his tone was casual, “It takes more than an hour to drive up the mountain, and it might take even longer for you to walk down. Besides, you're pregnant. Do you think it's safe to walk in the dark?”

Johanna paused in the act of putting on her shoes, and her subordinate instinctively touched their stomach through their clothes.

If she were alone, she wouldn't be afraid of the dark. Even if it took her five or six hours to walk down the mountain, she would still persevere.

But now that she's pregnant, she has become quite delicate.