"Yes, Mr. Hoffman."

Yasmin understood and went to change the bed sheets.

There were maids in the villa, but Ryan only trusted Yasmin to be near such a private and personal space as his bedroom and to set it up.

The heavy and luxurious velvet curtains were still drawn, and the dimly lit space was filled with the lingering scent of passion and entanglement after sex.

Yasmin glanced at the messy bed, her expression joyful.

It looked like the couple had a steamy night the night before.

Once Ryan left, she would have to massage Carrie's slim waist, which had endured quite the storm.

Yasmin swiftly replaced the sheets and duvet cover, then picked up the clothes Ryan threw all over the floor and put them into the laundry basket.

Since Ryan expressed his intentions to marry Carrie to his family and officially asked for her hand from the Salvador family, Yasmin had not seen a single condom.

hoped Carrie would be pregnant

them being so affectionate, it may not be long before

of the room joyfully when Ryan's low voice sounded, "Yasmin, accompany Carrie at home to rest for the next few days. Don't go to the Savrow Art

when the

class! I don't want to stay home. I want

and Yasmin were

heat from the bath. She wore nothing but a towel on her delicate body, running out

her, removing his freshly changed suit to wrap it around her

tens of thousands, became a

seemed more fragile under

caught a cold, running out

he held her tightly. Carrie stood on tiptoes, feet almost leaving the ground. "Have you forgotten what you promised me? You have to be

Ryan was appointed as

all types of social events to expand the Hoffman family's connections and travel overseas

was no longer the carefree, rich

normal academy life. They barely had one or two nights in a week where

what happened yesterday, Ryan's nerves were like a bowstring stretched to

let me go to class?" Carrie stared straight into him,

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