Awakened Housewife Ignore Betrayer's Begs (Scarlett) novel Chapter 868

Seeing her agree, Damian grinned, "Mind if I borrow your shower?"

Knowing he was up to no good, Scarlett nodded anyway, "Sure, go ahead."

Tugged at his shirt, Damian asked, "Got any loungewear I can borrow?"

Scarlett looked put on the spot, "Let me check the closet; maybe there's an oversized tee you can squeeze into."

Damian nodded eagerly, "Great, take a look."

Standing in the sky-blue bedroom, his broad frame looked completely out of place.

Scarlett opened her wardrobe, sifting through hanging clothes before pulling out an extra-large white t-shirt.

Handing it over, she gave him an apologetic look, "This is all I've got—think you can make it work?"

Damian knitted his brows, hesitating to take it.

Though it looked huge on paper, would it be way too tight on his shoulders?

As he mulled over his options, Scarlett added, "If it doesn't fit, I can run to my brother's room to borrow a sweater."

Hearing she was going to Nathan, Damian snatched the shirt immediately, "No need, this works fine!"

Grabbing the tee, he rushed straight into the bathroom.

He was terrified that if she asked Nathan for clothes, her brother might banish him to the guest room.

Watching his hasty retreat, Scarlett couldn't help letting out a giggle.

When Damian stepped out of the bathroom after his shower, he was still wearing his own clothes.

The white tee was hilariously tiny, barely covering his midriff, so he had scrapped the idea.

Toweling his hair, he looked around for Scarlett and spotted her spreading a blanket on the couch.

Surprised, Damian asked, "Are you... setting that up for me?"

Scarlett kept her back turned, hands busy smoothing out the blanket, "Yeah, you take the bed, I'll take the couch."

Damian objected immediately, "No way. Either you take the bed and I take the couch, or we share the bed."

Pausing her hands, Scarlett straightened up and turned to face him, "You're on the bed, I'm on the couch."

He never expected Scarlett's mind to jump straight to that.

Noticing Damian's amused shock, Scarlett realized she was the only one whose mind had wandered down that path.

A fiery blush rushed up her neck, making her want to melt into the floor.

But Damian reacted lightning-fast, wrapping his hand around hers and pulling her into his chest, looking down with a tease, "Then I'll just be extra quiet so they won't hear a peep."

Scarlett swiped her fist against his chest, scolding sternly, "Stop talking nonsense!"

Squeezing her hand tight, Damian gave a playful smirk, "Well, since you brought it up, how can I disappoint my girl?"

Regretting her big mouth, Scarlett tried to save face, "Damian, I didn't mean that, so don't get any wild ideas!"

Damian's grin broadened, "Babe, what's said is said, and your man heard every word—I can't let your imagination go to waste, right? Don't worry, I promise to be super gentle."

Scarlett's face burned crimson, unable to even look him in the eye.

She wanted to snap at him, but the words got stuck in her throat.

Right at that moment, a knock sounded at the door.