Yvonne returned to Miller Villa that night. The moment she entered, a fluffy figure pounced on her, and she almost fell to the ground.

Then, a wet tongue licked all over her face. There was the smell of soap on the fluffy body.

Yvonne laughed from feeling ticklish. "Doodoo, calm down."

Edith came out of the kitchen when she heard a commotion. She looked at the scene by the door and laughed. "It's you. You must be tired. Do you want some food? I'm making pasta."

"Okay."

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