If Regret Had a Remedy Chapter 1211

Spencer didn’t give Elara a chance to pretend to sleep. After learning how she had drilled into his bed yesterday, he got into Elara’s bed today.

The courtesy exchanges come and go.

The bath towel fell on the floor beside the bed.

The “small mound” on the bed suddenly became a “big mound”.

Following the quilt, Elara’s dull voice came out: “Aren’t you tired?”