Evelyn Linton retreated to her room, patting her hot, flushed face with both hands.

It seemed as if Scott Sutton’s words were still echoing in her ears, along with... that kiss...

Judging by Scott Sutton’s words and actions, he was indeed serious, but Evelyn felt it was a bit sudden, almost unbelievable.

After her shower, lying in bed with her eyes closed, her mind was filled with thoughts about Scott Sutton.

She wondered, if Scott Sutton remembered everything from last night when he woke up and continued to insist that he liked her, how should she respond?

If Scott Sutton had just talked nonsense under the influence of alcohol and forgot all about last night upon waking...

Thinking of it this way, she felt somewhat disappointed.

Reflecting thoroughly, she realized she had never actually disliked Scott Sutton—in fact, she had always been quite concerned with his every move.

Especially after learning that the person who gave her gifts in her livestream was Scott Sutton.

When Scott Sutton gave gifts to other female streamers, even knowing he did it out of spite, she couldn’t help but feel a bit upset.

Whenever Belle told her that Scott Sutton liked her, she did consider that possibility, yet was afraid of imagining things.

She had always felt that she and Scott Sutton were from different worlds, so she never dared to hope that Belle’s words were true, nor dared to actively pursue anything.

She fell asleep with tangled thoughts, even her dreams were a chaotic mess.

She fell asleep around dawn and woke up before eight in the morning.

Expectations and apprehension kept her from sleeping soundly.

She was curious whether Scott Sutton had woken up, whether he had gone out, how much he remembered about last night, and how she should face him if they met?

If Scott Sutton confessed to her again, should she accept?

Evelyn opened her bedroom door, burdened with this series of questions.

Standing at the door, she glanced down the hallway; it was quiet everywhere.

Belle was at her boyfriend’s house, and Scott Sutton was probably still sleeping?

Evelyn stared at Scott Sutton’s bedroom door for several seconds before lowering her gaze, turning to head downstairs.

The room was dark, the light seeping through the window was dim, the downstairs living room was piled with packages and goods, Evelyn walked straight to the water dispenser, picked up a cup, and filled it with water.

All she could hear was the water pouring into the cup when suddenly a lazy, deep male voice sounded behind her: "Awake so early?"

The surprise made Evelyn’s hand holding the cup tremble slightly, hot water splashed onto her hand. She hastily turned off the switch and spun around to see Scott Sutton, draped in a black robe that blended with the color of the sofa.

"Why... why are you sleeping here?"

Scott Sutton stood up, adjusted his robe, and slowly approached Evelyn while saying softly, "I didn’t know when you’d wake up, so I waited here. Without your answer, I couldn’t sleep peacefully either."

Evelyn had thought she was the only one tossing and turning.

Moreover, it seems that Scott Sutton’s words last night were not mere drunken chatter. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Scott Sutton stopped half a meter away from Evelyn and asked her, head slightly lowered, "Have you given it any thought?"

Nervous, Evelyn tightly gripped the cup in her hand, looked up at Scott Sutton, and asked with a lack of confidence, "...Do you really like me? Why?"