Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 300

The manager also looked somewhat embarrassed. Since the fire broke out so quickly, they only managed to look for temporary vacant rooms nearby so the number of rooms was limited.

Now that a man and a woman were left, arranging rooms for them wasn't easy. "Miss, please don't worry. I'll think of a solution for you two…" the manager reassured.

Helen smiled with a nod and stood waiting. Chandler's eyes darkened but he didn't say anything. However, after making several calls, she came back with an apologetic look on her face. "I'm sorry, miss, I'm sorry, sir. There's really no extra rooms available at this moment."

Chandler was quick to respond. "Give her the room. I'll find a place for myself."

The manager quickly handed the last remaining card to Helen. "Miss, why don't you go and use the room first?"

Helen took the card. If she didn't know Chandler, she would've definitely taken the card and left. However, she had known him for so long and he had helped her before, she couldn't just leave.

She thought about it and then asked, "Mr. Chandler, there are no rooms here anymore. How about we just share one temporarily?"

Chandler almost immediately declined. "No, I'll find another place to stay by myself."

When she heard his answer, she felt a little disappointed. She was actually looking forward to staying with him. When the thought entered her mind, she shook her head fiercely.

What was she thinking about!

Chandler was surprised by her movement. "What's wrong, Ms. Hailey?"

She quickly composed herself and said, "It's nothing. Just… Mr. Chandler, there are no rooms left, especially this late at night. Are you sure you want to go?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Ms. Hailey, what are you hinting at?"

She wanted to rip her tongue out, but she quickly denied it. "Mr. Chandler, you misunderstood me. It's just worrying that you have nowhere to go to this late. How will you spend the night?"

With that, she climbed onto her bed and pulled the blanket over herself, leaving only her head exposed. "You should go to sleep too."

This was to reassure him that she wouldn't do anything. He was amused by her actions, and he didn't look as grumpy anymore. He looked at the bed in front of him before laying on it.

This was torment for Helen. She was initially sleepy, but she was restless at this moment. She looked at the ceiling and counted imaginary sheep.

She counted over a thousand but she couldn't sleep at all. "Mr. Chandler…"

She tried to wake him, and he responded with a hum. Although it was a soft sound, Helen knew he wasn't asleep yet.

"You can't sleep? I can't sleep either…" she said, turning over to face him.