Cynthia stood before the mirror, staring at the woman reflected in it, her face flushed and her eyes brimming with tenderness.
Was that her?
She... was actually this beautiful...
She had seen that face countless times, yet today, it looked so radiant.
She raised a hand to touch her cheek, and the woman in the mirror, seemingly made of water, touched her cheek as well.
There was no doubt it was her.
And even though she had just bathed, rinsing herself with warm water countless times to calm down, her cheeks still felt a little hot.
Taking a deep breath, she pulled her collar higher, trying to conceal the faint mark at the edge of her collarbone.
But the moment her fingers touched that patch of skin, the image of Xia You leaning over the side of her neck involuntarily surfaced in her mind again.
Remembering their intimacy just now, remembering those embarrassing scenes, she quickly dropped her hand, not daring to touch it or think about it again.
No!
Caitlin would see through her at a glance if she looked like this!
She knew Caitlin too well.
Those seemingly innocent, delicate eyes usually looked so clear, as though she cared little about anything, but once she got serious, they were sharper than anyone else's!
Being a beautiful girl with psychic powers was not just an empty description.
The way she looked, her voice...
There was no hiding it!
Not to mention Cheryl, who had been through it herself. One look, and she would know exactly what had happened!
She couldn't take that risk!
With a sigh, Cynthia pushed open the bathroom door and looked toward the bedroom, where Xia You was already fully dressed, leaning by the window and looking at his phone.
After a moment's hesitation, she said,