Chapter 442 Billionaire's Lies

• The sunlight coming through the blinds the next morning felt almost alien to Jenny. It was as if an entirely different world had emerged—one she wasn't ready to enter yet, perhaps, but one that she needed to confront regardless. Her head ached from the drinking the night before, and when she sat up in bed, the full force of what had occurred seemed to brood over her like a cloud. She could feel the lingering shadows of Saben's presence beside her—his unspoken comfort, his calm hand in hers—yet now that the instant was gone, she did not know where they were.
• She looked over at the bench where Saben had slept, half hoping to see it vacant. But there he was, still snoring, his hand on the pillow beside him. His face was easy in sleep, no longer the stern, unreachable man of the office, but someone who appeared almost vulnerable, as if the night had mellowed him as well.
• Jenny's mind was knotted. What had happened last night? What was this. chemistry between them? It was too early to consider it, and yet it was all she could think about. He had been there by her when she had been down. He hadn't asked for something in return—he had simply been there, giving her the room to breathe.