Broken Memories, Intertwined Hearts novel Chapter 472

Cleaning up had only just begun when Aaron felt something was off. He looked at the item in his hand, and his expression was a mixture of surprise, embarrassment, and amusement. Ashley, who had been casually scrolling through her phone and chatting with Aaron, took notice of his silence. She looked up to find him holding her bra. Startled, she instantly tossed her phone aside and snatched the bra away, hiding it behind her back.

“Will you look at that, Aaron!” She huffed with irritation and embarrassment in her voice. “What on earth are you doing?”

Aaron’s handsome face flushed a deep shade of red. “I... I didn’t mean to,” he stuttered, clearly flustered. Ashley found herself amused at his awkwardness. She stared at him, batting her eyelashes playfully.

“Oh, Aaron, you’re such a grown man, but you’re more shy than a young lady like me.”

Aaron sighed helplessly and resumed his cleaning. Ashley watched him for a moment before rising from her seat and wrapping her arms around him from behind.

“Aaron,” she murmured softly, “I don’t think you see me as a little sister anymore.”

Aaron stiffened at her words, suddenly all too aware of the warmth and softness of her body against his. He gently tried to pry her arms away. His voice sounded unlike his usual calm self. “Ashley, stop messing around. Let me go.”

Ashley, although young, was no fool. She understood the change in his demeanor and decided to let him off the hook. She let go of him and stepped back, watching as a strange look of disappointment crossed his face.

“Aaron, are you trying to imitate a chameleon with your changing face colors?” she teased, reaching up to touch his face.

Aaron pulled her hand away, giving her a gentle warning. “Alright, enough teasing. Let’s keep this quiet. We don’t want to get caught.”

Ashley simply shrugged. Her fearless attitude and naturally beautiful face made her all the more appealing. “What’s there to be afraid of? We haven’t done anything wrong. If anyone blames us, he needs evidence.”

Aaron couldn’t help but smile at her stubbornness. He pinched her cheek gently. “What kind of evidence are you looking for, Ashley? We’re alone in this room. Isn’t that evidence enough?”

Ashley shook her head and then turned around to put the lingerie she had just placed on the bed back into the wardrobe. She was tall and slender. The nightgown she was wearing couldn't hide her attractive figure. From behind, one could easily see her straight and slender legs, which dazzled Aaron and made him lose his usual calm and composure.

Aaron averted his gaze slightly, his voice sounding somewhat powerless. "Ashley, you should change into a different outfit. This is not appropriate."