Michael was chillin' on the couch, his eyes casually drifting over to Elizabeth.

He gave a little nod and pointed at the laptop on the fancy coffee table.

Elizabeth looked at him, all puzzled, realizing that only keeping her distance from him would ensure her safety.

"Mr. Thomas, you wanted to see me? Is it urgent? I got stuff to do at school. If it's not a big deal, I gotta bounce," she stopped her pace and asked.

Michael just stared at her, "Elizabeth, you think I got nothing better to do?"He pointed at the laptop screen again.

Curious,Elizabeth walked over, squatting by the coffee table to see what was on the screen.

Seeing the video playing on the computer, her face went beet red.

Trembling, she shot up and pointed at Michael, her eyes blazing, "Michael.are you some kind of creep? You put cameras in the bedroom! Why are you spying on me? It's bad enough you're spying, but you even told me!This is a total invasion of privacy! You're shameless!"

Michael barely lifted an eyelid, "Elizabeth, get your facts straight. I was in a coma then. How could I have set up cameras? Are you dumb?"

Elizabeth calmed down, realizing he had a point.

Yeah, Michael was still out cold back then; no way he could've done it.

And from hts nmetion, ho probably just found out, too.

"Could it be Mary who set it up?" she asked.

The answer was obvlous, Mary muat've dong lt to keep an aye on Michael.

"Elizabeth, I called you here to ask what you did to me while Lwas in a coma," Michaol anld.

Elizabeth suddenly found a difficult to speak, and the surge of guilt made her previous courage vanish without a trace.

She awkwardly looked down,

Her fingers fidgoted with the hem of her shirt.

She mumbled, "What could I have done to you7 You were in a coma.l just helped with some massages, muscle exereises, and rehab. That's it."

"Oh, really?" Michael's cold volce cut through the air. He looked at her with ley eyes. "Then take a careful look at what you were doing in this clip."

Michael grabbed the mouse and clicked on a part of the footage.

Elizabeth looked nervously at thescreon, her face turning oven redder.

In the footage, Ellzabeth was playfully using her pinky to lift Michnel's pajamas.

Her finger gently alld down from his Adam's apple slowly, past him collarbone,and down his chest.

Ellzabeth's hands then lightly grasped the front of his pajamas. gontly pushing them aside.

The footage clearly showed Elizabeth's expression, in which, her cheeks were flushed. She bit her lower lip, with a lecherous look in his eyes,smiling like a kid sneaking candy.

In the next second of the video, Elizabeth made a step forward and paused it.

She slammed the laptop shut; the obvious rise and fall of her chest couldn't hide her rapid heartbeat.

She knew exactly what came next.

While Michael was out cold, shehad lifted his shirt and gently touched his chest muscles with both hands.

Her fingers had circled around his nipples.

Then she'd caressed his abs, her face showing pure boliss.

At that moment, she didn't dare go any lower.

Instead, she skipped the important parts and moved her hands to his legs.

Through the thin fabric, she stroked his thighs and calves.

Elizabeth's face was now so red it looked like it might burst.

Since Michael had called her back urgently, it meant he had definitely seen all these videos.

At this thought, Elizabeth felt her face burning with pain, and her heart seemed like it was about to explode.

But she had to quickly think of a way to explain away.

She licked her lips trying to gather her thoughts and carefully said."Michadl, listen to me I can eqlin this"

Michael looked up, quietly watching her,seeming to waiting for her explanation.

·Elizabeth swallowed hard and quickly said. "The rehab therapist said that bevause you te teen tedridden for so lmg, your muscles could atmphy.S I was helping you enercise your musths."

Michael squineed, "Elizabeth, do you even beliere the crap you're spewing?Touching me all over while I was in a coma, you call that helping me exercise my muscls?"

"Don't just look at this clip. Check out the other segments. I mally did give you proper massages and therapy,"she added.

Michael said nothing, just quietly watching her.

Seing Michael sitting still, she quickly squatted down.clicked the mouse and randomly opened another surveillance viden

The video started playing,in which Michael lay motionless on the bed.Elizabeth entered the room at that moment.

She had just takena shower.

Her hair was down, stilldripping water.

And she was completely naked.

The video showed everything churly.

Rlicabeth was about to die of embarrassment at that moment.

She screamed and quickly closed the laptop.

She yanked the plug quickly,grabbed the laptop, and bolted.

Her face was now so red she couldn't face anyone.

She ran into her room, slammed the door behind her.

She placed the laptop on the table, opened the surveillance video folder.and deleted everything.

After doing this,she collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.

Suddenly,she sprang up from the bed.

Her eyes wide open, as if she had just thought of something.

She opened the door and stormed into the living room.

Standing in front of Michael, she asked incredulously, "Michael, tell me.Did you watch all the videos?"

She hoped that he hadn't watched every single video.

Michael looked at her with an amused expression, "Yes, I watched all the videos, including the ones where you were completely naked."