After Death, Love Unveiled

Chapter 57

Elara glanced at him. "You will?"

He looked back at her, silent but determined. With no other choice, Elara sat down on the stool. Lysander stood in front of her, grabbing a towel to gently dry her damp hair before picking up the hairdryer and starting to blow her hair. Watching his serious reflection in the mirror, Elara asked, "Have you ever dried sorneone else's hair before?"

"No, I haven't." He quietly looked at her. "What made you think that?"

Elara replied, "Seeing you blow-dry my hair, I thought maybe you've done this for someone else."

"No." Lysander continued drying her hair strand by strand. For awhile, the only sound in the hotel room was the hum of the hairdryer.

Although Elara was sitting there, today had been anything but peaceful. On the way here, she had imagined all sorts of worst-case scenarios, fearing it would be just like last time, losing her father again. Luckily, it was just a false alarm. By the time Lysander finished drying her hair, Elara was so tired she felt like she could fall asleep right there. Lysander looked at her and noticed how genuinely exhausted she seemed.

'Of course. She's been crying the whole way here. She must be worn out, he thought.

He turned off the hairdryer and said to her, "Go to bed

Elara stood up, walked over to the bed, and slipped under the covers, pulling them up to hide herself. A moment later, she opened her eyes and saw Lysander already coming out of the bathroom.

He had taken off his dress shirt, now wearing just a white T-shirt underneath

"Are you going somewhere?" Elara asked.

Lysander shook his head. "No, I'm not going anywhere. Fm staying right here. I can't leave you alone."

In a strange city, Lysander didn't feel comfortable leaving her by herself. Especially since Elara clearly wasn't happy today, probably worried about her father.

already pulled out a spare blanket

a bed on the floor, while Elara didn't bother to stop him. After a while, he turned off

were open, and some of the streetlights from outside trickled in. But it had rained earlier, so the lights weren't that bright. Elara turned

He glanced over at the bed, but Elara was still lying down. Her voice was soft and lazy. "Thank you for coming with rue today," When she first got the news, Elara had only thought about rushing over herself. She hadn't even asked for his help, but Lysander had taken time off and accompanied

with him. He rested his head back on the pillow.

Chapter 57

added, "If you hadn't been with me today, I think

It was his presence that made everything feel solid and

rain had stopped, Sitting up in bed, she saw Lysander coming out of the bathroom. His face was freshly washed, his hair slightly damp, giving him a livelier appearance than

always thought he looked like someone who

a

had something fresh to change into. She

sleeping. Lysander glanced at her. "I

to other nights, last night had been better for him. Every time he woke up and saw her lying next to him, hearing her gentle, steady breathing as she slept, he felt a sense

headed downstairs for breakfast. They hadn't eaten much last night after coming back

to have an appetite then, felt much better after a

despite still recovering from her own injuries. She was sitting beside Barrett, carefully feeding him water through a straw before placing the

this time, don't you think you've been spoiling Miss Kensington

a sharp look. "What do you

just think that sometimes... maybe you

cold. "How long have you worked for me? When did Elara's matters

"I'm sorry. I just feel that... this time, it was almost because of her that you

"If you ever speak like that again, don't blame

glance at the man in front of her. She had been working for "Yes, sir." Monica's eyes him for so many years now, starting as a fresh graduate who joined his company

whenever it came to Elara, Barrett would always become strict. Monica knew she had no right to speak about