She was wrapped in a towel that wasn’t very big and barely covered her thighs. There were still drops of water on her delicate collarbone. Further down, indistinct terrain could be seen.
Gareth’s pupils shrank slightly, and his thin lips were tightly pursed straight. He didn’t say anything.
Elisa’s hands gripped her towel, fearing it would fall. Her brows were furrowed tightly. “What on earth do you want?”
She moved slightly, and a strand of hair fell to her bosom, blurring her vague terrain. Gareth’s eyes flashed slightly, and his Adam’s apple bobbed a little. He suddenly couldn’t say a single word, so he turned and walked out.
Elisa was stupefied.
How puzzling!
She didn’t say anything and was about to close the door to continue her shower when Gareth’s voice was heard in the next instant. “Come out after you’re done with your shower!”
Elisa’s face darkened. She gritted her teeth and didn’t say anything before she closed the door and continued her shower.
Once she was done showering and blow-drying her hair, Elisa put on her pajamas and walked out.
She saw that Gareth had also showered, and her brows wrinkled slightly. “Why were you looking for me?”
Gareth’s gaze fell on her. She was wearing a simple and loose white nightgown. There weren’t many embellishments, but it seemed particularly elegant on her. Even if it was just a nightgown, it seemed like it had been designed by a top-rate designer. It was elegant and beautiful.
He looked away and didn’t look at her anymore. “Draw up a plan.”
Gareth’s voice was particularly icy, and he mistreated Elisa.
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