Bam! Bam! Bam!
The sun had not even risen yet, and Leonardo—who had slept late—was still extremely drowsy when he heard the sound of his bedroom door being knocked loudly.
He woke up in shock.
After all, he lived alone. It would be one thing if the doorbell rang, but this was his bedroom door.
That meant someone had already entered.
He remembered that he hadn't even changed the PIN of this apartment yet, so it was still possible for someone to enter—either Laura, who had told him the PIN, or the person who had given him the apartment.
The first was unlikely, and the second as well. Neither of them had any reason to come here.
The only possibility was Margaret.
Of course, she could easily obtain the PIN.
Leonardo reluctantly got out of bed and opened the door—only to be pushed immediately by a pair of white hands.
Pa!
His back slammed against the wall as those hands pressed against his shoulders.
Margaret clearly hadn't washed her face yet, although her hair looked neat.
