It was nearing noon the next day when they finally checked out.

Unlike their “maintaining distance” stance from the night before, by the time they were checking out, Leon and Rosvisser were close enough to be inseparable. Leon had his arm around her slender waist, and Rosvisser leaned against him like a delicate bird nestling beside her mate.

Who could tell that, just last night, they’d both insisted on separate rooms? To a stranger, it might’ve looked like they were there for a divorce!

The receptionist from last night was still on duty, her eyes widening slightly as she observed …