Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 756

Stewart seemed to sense her gaze and turned to look at her. Their eyes met. Briony’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly held out the gloves. "Here."

Stewart’s lips curved into a smile. "Mm, just set them on the side."

Briony put the gloves down. Then, she picked up the shower head. "Lean your head back..."

Smiling, Stewart obediently tilted his head back. Briony knelt beside the tub, wetting his hair and lathering it with shampoo. It was the first time she had ever washed a man's hair. Stewart's hair was thick and coarse, and it took only a little rubbing to work up a rich foam. Her soft fingertips gently massaged his scalp, and Stewart closed his eyes, his body gradually relaxing.

His hair was short, so it didn't take long. After rinsing it, Briony dried it with a towel and stood up. "You can handle the rest. I'm heading out."

But his hand shot out and clasped her wrist. Briony froze.

Stewart looked up at her. "Can I push my luck with one more request?"

Briony laughed in exasperation. "You know you're pushing your luck and you still have the nerve to ask!"

"I know," Stewart chuckled. "But I have a feeling you can't bear to refuse me."

"Oh, I can," Briony retorted, glaring at him. "Stewart, let go."

"Just help me wash my back," he pleaded, his eyes fixed on her. "Just this once."

"Stewart," Briony said through gritted teeth, "don't be ridiculous!"

"I just want my wife to help me wash my back."

"Who's your wife?"

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