Chapter 89 Pulling Her Onto The Bed

• Dawson stepped closer. Nessa let out a small scream and rushed into the bathroom, locking the door behind her. Her heart was still pounding fast. She leaned her body against the wooden door, trying to calm herself from the swirling mix of fear and anger.
• Outside, Dawson only gave a faint smile. He let the girl hide and lay back down on the bed. His shoulders felt heavy after spending the whole night solving several problems.
• It didn't take long before he fell asleep again, his breathing slowly evening out.