Billionaire's Unforgettable Ex-Wife

Mentioning that person, Jane Quinlan scoffed uncomfortably: "Why are you asking about this?"

"Nothing, just curious. Your dad just said you seemed pretty fond of that person."

He said with a mischievous smile: "What, did you get dumped?"

Jane Quinlan glared at him: "Forget it, I’ve realized the only time you’re tolerable is when you’re not talking, I’m not going to talk to you. I’m going to sleep."

She got up, went to pull out the bedding from the wardrobe, spread it out, and lay down.

If he remembered correctly, she hadn’t taken a shower in two days.

"You’re not going to take a shower today either?"

She curled up in the blanket, turned her head to look at him: "Don’t you think it’s cold to shower at my place?"

Of course it’s cold, getting out of the shower always felt like a heart-chilling experience.

"See, I told you it’s cold. Since it’s cold, why bother torturing yourself?

Skipping a shower for a day or two won’t kill you, but catching a cold from getting chilled is just not worth it."

He sat there in silence for a moment then simply lied down as well.