CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

AARON'S POV

I held her before she fell down. I pulled her close to me in shock, wrapping my arms around her small waist.

‘‘Hey, it's okay. You're fine.’’ I whispered gently and kissed her forehead. ‘‘Don't worry, nothing happened. It was me.’’

She looked at me in daze then her body gradually relaxed in my arms. She again sleepily leaned in my arms.

I didn't want to put an end to this moment but filling her empty stomach with food is more important.

‘‘It's lunch time, don't you want to have food?’’ I whispered and carried her in bridal style.

‘‘…no, I want to sleep.’’ Valencia muttered, her eyes closed. I took her to my private washroom and put her down on the counter.

I took a wet towel and stepped between her thighs. I gently held her chin and began to softly wipe her face. Her eyes are still closed and she's leaning on me.

It still surprises me that she doesn't wear makeup but still looks so stunning and beautiful. The towel was clean even after I wiped her face.

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