Chapter 53

Beatrice sighed deeply. She let the night air ruffle her hair. The darkness of the night at the resort was indeed enchanting, but Beatrice knew there was a far more beautiful place to behold. There was only the sound of crashing waves nearby, occasionally accompanied by the crackling of the campfire burning wood around the campervan. It was so peaceful.

It had been a while since Beatrice had slept so peacefully in the campervan by the coastal beach, quite a distance from the resort. There was no one there except Sam. Although he had mentioned that one of his men was keeping watch behind the nearby hill, it felt the same to Beatrice. It was just the two of them.

It seemed like the past few moments were made for them to enjoy alone. No one to disturb them.

"Aren't you ready to sleep yet?" Sam asked while draping a large blanket over Beatrice's shoulders. Actually, he had been in their room all this time, observing with a curious gaze what Beatrice was doing outside.