Billionaire's Reborn Baby novel Chapter 463

Before she knew Trevor, for her, this person was just a young master of the Peck family who had suffered from autism and had locked himself in the garret. After seeing Trevor, she discovered that he was her savior ten years ago. This savior was not autistic. He had very bright eyes like a mirror. The feelings others put on him would also be responded to. She felt that he looked innocent and pitiful, so she couldn't help but tease him.

But she never expected that he would...

Christy looked down at the back of her hand. It seemed that she could still feel Trevor's kiss. She rubbed the back of her hand against the bed sheet, but she couldn't get rid of the kiss in her heart.

Trevor walked over. He held a white towel, which looked very soft.

Christy watched as he squatted down and reached out to grab one of her feet.

"You...." She struggled for a moment, very light, afraid that the water on her feet would splash onto him.

Trevor did not say anything. His warm gaze landed on the foot in his palm and he carefully wiped it.

Christy suddenly fell into silence. Her toes were curled up and her body was stiff. She did not understand why she was nervous in front of a young boy.

She was quite experienced in this aspect, and she had flirted with many men just for money.

She was very skilled in such things. And as long as she was facing a man, she could immediately find her role and use all of her charms to seduce him, because her only advantage was her appearance.

She thought that she should be able to deal with Trevor, but unfortunately, she was passive now.

Why?

An autistic young man, who had never walked out of the garret, actually walked out today for her for the first time?

Or was it because of the kiss that happened downstairs, with a palm between their lips?

Was it because he was kneeling in front of her and focusing on wiping her feet?

After Trevor brought the basin into the bathroom, Christy still did not figure out why. However, the sadness and embarrassment at the very beginning disappeared gradually. Now, she no longer felt pain.

It was very dark inside the bed curtain. She climbed in. The computer was still on and there was a file on the screen, which looked abrupt and strange. There was no name on it.

After Trevor returned, he changed to another blanket and went into the bathroom again.

Christy thought for a moment and clicked into the file.

Unexpectedly, the file was filled with photos of a person laughing or sleeping.

They were all her.

The earliest photographs even showed her living in a high-class villa, including the ones when she stayed at the Scavo family, the suites at the Dalton Hotel, and ... There were also photos about her previous two rental apartments.

When Trevor finished cleaning up and came out, he saw Christy looking at the photos on his computer. He froze, and then he sat beside her to wait for her to finish.

"Do you have anything to explain?" Christy closed that folder.

Trevor was like a prisoner waiting to be sentenced and kept silent.

"What did you want to say to me downstairs at first?" Christy wanted to ask him why he had stored her photos in a computer file. Then she thought it was probably done by the little robot, so she changed the question.

Trevor shook his head.

Christy was stunned for a moment. "Don't you have anything to say to me?" She turned to look at him. "Then why did you ask me to come up if you didn't have anything to tell me?"