Chapter 250 A Little Sister

• When I woke up, Augustus was leaning on my bed, asleep.
• My sleepiness immediately disappeared when I saw him lying beside me. Why is he here? Does this mean everything that has happened earlier was neither a dream nor my own hallucination, but they actually occurred in real life?
• In an instant, my anger disappeared. I did not expect Augustus to take such good care of me. I could not stop myself from stroking his face gently. My fingers ran through his brows that looked perfectly embroidered — like in a picture. He had inherited his mother's beautiful features. Underneath that domineering image was his soft and gentle side. Soundly asleep, Augustus did not look as intimidating and cold as before. In fact, there was something about him that triggered my desire to want to protect him. I guess this is what people mean when they say women are born with a motherly instinct and wish to care for others.