~ Davis mansion~
The sun rays filtered through the window which remained tightly shut even after 10 a.m in the morning.
The light casts a golden glow on the walls and furnitures in the room. Davis well dressed in a pristine suit with sharp edge, his face calm and collected sat on his wheelchair close the floor to ceiling window, The morning financial times in his hand as he skimmed through the news, occasionally glancing at the figure still sleeping on the bed with a warm gaze.
He had always been early riser before his accident but since then sleep has become a luxury that even the riches of the Allen family could not help him acquire it. Whenever he shuts his eyes to sleep, he will be awakened by the terrible nightmare that had hunted him since the accident.
To relieve himself, he would drink himself to oblivion yet sleep never came until the first night Jessica spent in his mansion when she had instructed Ethan to prepare his bath with essential oils and the instructions needed to prepare them.
After that bath, he was given a chance to experience the happiness of a restful sleep with the help proper medicated bath.But this night had been quite different, he had fallen asleep briefly after she joined him in bed.
It had only been their first night sharing a room, and surprisingly, he hadn’t been as bothered as he initially thought he would be.
Looking at the time he considered waking her up, he quietly folded the newspaper neatly and placed it on the small coffee table beside him. His fingers tapping lightly on the armrest of his wheelchair as he studied the figure on the bed. Jessica was curled up under the duvet, her chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. He felt reluctant to wake her up.
Davis glanced at his watch again. 10:15 a.m He sighed in helplessness "She is really a deep sleeper" he murmured lightly a faint smile on his lips as he glanced at his gold wristwatch.
He shook his head and slowly wheeled himself closer to the bed muttering in a low gentle tone "It’s already late, yet she’s still lost in dreamland," his eyes flickering with amusement.
He leaned slightly forward and tapped the body sleeping under the duvet. "Jessica, Jessica, wake up." his voice was calm yet firm. As he didn’t receive any response, he arched his brow "Still asleep?" He muttered.
He pushed her with a little more force "Wake up, sleeping beauty. It’s morning already."
Jessica stirred slightly but only buried her face deeper into the pillow. Davis exhaled. "Do you plan to sleep the entire day?" He queried with amusement.
Jessica slowly lifted her head and peeked from under the covers, her eyes groggy and drowsy. "What time is it?" she mumbled as she rubbed her eyes.
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