No More Layovers for a Love That Won't Land novel Chapter 100

As midnight approached, Freya began to feel sleepy. She put down her book, turned off her bedside lamp, and lay down, ready to sleep,

She thought she might have trouble falling asleep, since it had been a long time since she had shared a bed with Matteo.

However, she then realized that once Matteo finished his work, he might go out to be with Raven. He wasn’t necessarily going to stay here overnight.

With this thought, she drifted off, unknowingly falling asleep amidst the rhythmic sound of his typing

She slept soundly, feeling the warmth of the covers. It was incredibly comfortable.

Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly felt a warm breath on her ear.

And it seemed like she was holding someone…

When she realized what was happening, her body stiffened, and her consciousness instantly snapped awake.

She opened her eyes and saw that she was lying on her side, in Matteo’s embrace.

He had both arms wrapped around her, and his legs were entangled with hers, sleeping deeply.

The two of them were so close, there was almost no space between them.

Freya could clearly feel the warmth of his chest and hands…

She was sure that she had been sleeping quite peacefully the previous night.

Before falling asleep, she had intentionally turned to lie on the edge of the bed, thinking that even if she ended up in the same bed with Matteo, there would be a large gap between them, and they wouldn’t touch.

So, how did they end up this way?

Unless…

Unless Matteo had already grown used to sleeping with Raven in a hugging way during the nights. Last night, in his drowsiness, he must have mistaken her for Raven and pulled her into his arms…

As she thought of this, Freya pulled her hand away from Matteo’s chest, slowly clenching it into a fist.

She moved slightly, trying to extricate herself from his embrace.

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Chapter 100

Perhaps her movement startled him, as Freya felt his arms tighten around her slightly, pulling her back into his

embrace.

Freya froze for a moment. Just then, a kiss landed on her forehead, and he whispered, “Sleep a little longer.”

Freya knew that those words weren’t meant for her.

After all, they had been married for so many years, and Matteo had never held her like this while sleeping. As for a good morning kiss, that was even more impossible.

Freya was certain that Matteo had mistaken her for Raven.

She bit her lip, her eyes slowly reddening with suppressed emotions.

Matteo did not wake up.

Freya looked at him, suppressing the bitterness in her heart. After taking a deep breath, she slowly pulled away and

extricated herself from his arms.

They were so close that even a slight movement would inevitably disturb him.

Sure enough, just as she removed his hand from her waist and was about to pull her legs out from under his, Matteo woke up.

Freya quickly retracted her legs, turned over, and without looking at him, moved to the edge of the bed, put on her slippers, and went to the bathroom.

As Isabella ate her noodles, she looked at Matteo, and as if recalling something, she blinked her pretty eyes and asked, “Does Daddy like to sleep with Mommy, too?”