The next morning, Sophia was awakened by the dazzling sunlight from the sea. The man beside her was still asleep, his low-grade fever still lingering, but thankfully, it hadn't worsened.
She wasn't sure what his original plans had been, but since the ship was in international waters, they couldn't just take them straight back to Mesha Island.
With no other options, she dialed the internal line to the service desk, and KK answered.
He looked at the two of them with a sly grin, especially at the boss who had just woken up, still a little grumpy. He chuckled and said, "The boat to pick you up is almost here. Want to have some breakfast, maybe an Italian pasta?"
From the way he acted, it was clear that the two hadn't fully made up yet. Little Twelve had even bet with him that if he handled Penny, these two would definitely reconcile and get back to being lovey-dovey.
Tch, kids these days, they don't understand anything!