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Chapter 112

The heated-up atmosphere was interrupted when the door opened, revealing the pale-looking young man who went by the name Darius- as what Victor called him, holding a folded (clothes) while sweating a lot.

“Here are your c-clothes,” Darius said, huffing. He was obviously having a hard time breathing but still forced a smile at Layla who was amused for a moment. “I’m s-sorry. The servants washed it earlier as it’s stained with mud, so it took some time drying it for you to wear. It’s totally clean now,” he added, hoping for a gratifying response instead of reading the situation inside the room.

“Good. I’ll get dressed then,” Layla mumbled, making her way out of Victor’s hovering arms. “Excuse me,” she said when the man didn’t budge at all. However, Victor remained still and so Layla had to use force to leave the corner where she’s trapped.

“How bold,” Victor muttered when she walked past him. She didn’t say anything and headed to Darius for her clothes. “
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