Chapter 692
The next day, at around five in the morning.
Members of the production crew gradually awoke, and the noise made its way into the room.
Chloe Collins slowly opened her eyes. As she took in the scene before her, her eyes widened in surprise.
Alexander Foster was sleeping on the floor, with one hand resting on her bedhead, which she was holding onto.
Her fingers remained in a position as if gripping his palm.
Perhaps because they had maintained this position all night, her hand didn't feel cold even though it was uncovered - it was a little warm, in fact.
She quietly released his hand and sat up.
Glancing back, she noticed that his blanket was out of place. She couldn't help but want to turn and help him pull it back up.
After a moment's hesitation, she decided against it. Instead, she hooked her finger and released a silver thread from her ring. The thread pierced the blanket, and she slowly pulled it up.