Chapter 441 Billionaire's Lies

• The soft light of the streetlights outside the window filtered through to Jenny's apartment and cast long shadows throughout the room. The silence was oppressive, broken only by the soft hum of night outside. Jenny lay awake, her head still on the pillow, her body sore from the activities of the night before. She had never felt so exposed, so fragile.
• Saben had stuck by her word. But the weight of his presence beside her, the taut silence that threatened to bubble in her atmosphere, was near enough to suffocation. He had been so kind to her, so tender, but she couldn't deal with the whirlpool of emotion that churned now in her heart.
• She glared up at the ceiling, her hands tracing the edge of the blanket involuntarily.