Chapter 429 If It Was Not Love, Then What Could It Be?

When Caleb returned to the bed, Penny leaned toward him in a drowsy state.

One of her hands even wrapped around his waist.

He turned to look at her face closely.

Her nose was elegantly pointed, her skin was good, and although her eyelashes were not long, they were thick.

Even with her hair cut short, she still looked docile while sleeping.

He could not help but hold her tightly and take a deep breath, as if he was cuddling a white cat.

Penny woke up due to his nuzzling, looked at his face, and suddenly smiled.

“It must be fake.”

She was referring to the letter she had seen the other day. After all, the person was lying right beside her.

Penny was dreaming. After saying this sentence, she went back to sleep.

However, Caleb felt as if his heart had been heavily pounded because of her smile. It felt both sour and numb.

“What's fake?”

He wanted to find out.

Penny opened her eyes again in a daze, her voice soft.

“Youuu.”

The end of her word seemed to linger, as if it had seep