Chapter - 152

It was three in the morning. On the cosy bed, two nude bodies were curled up next to each other beneath a blanket. Yohan Dixon had his head lying on Sara Owen's plush chest. After a protracted battle, neither of them could even find sleep. When she opened her eyes, she had memories of a lovely feeling in her head and was lightly grinning while caressing the back of his head.

He finally opened his eyes and immediately focused on her empty wrist. She felt a small movement on her wrist, but she was surprised when he glanced at her and pecked her wrist. She looked at the very lovely bracelet on her wrist.

Was it a present? Even so, did he know how to present gifts? Why was he doing all of this for her when he hadn't done it for anyone else up to this point? Was he trying to make amends because he had thrown her out of the villa?

She was curiously taken aback. His intense glance, though, was saying something else.

“Sara.”

Sara Owen suddenly got afraid and sensed what he wanted to say.