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.

spoke. Lysander had already pulled out a spare blanket

didn't bother to stop him. After a while, he turned off the room lights

in. But it had rained earlier, so the lights weren't that bright. Elara turned over, hearing his quiet breathing mixed with the

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 her, staying by her side the whole time. Lysander

was always polite with him. He rested his head back on the pillow. T'm just glad Mr.

Chapter 57

me today, I think I

was his

said: Elara had slept through the night. When she woke up, sunlight was streaming into the room. Yesterday's 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

always thought he looked like someone who had just stepped

the door, picked up a bag and brought it over. They bought

She hadn't brought any clothes with her yesterday, and now she finally had something fresh to change into. She glanced at Lysander,

sleeping. Lysander glanced

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

clothes, the two headed downstairs for breakfast. They hadn't eaten much last night after

much better after a good night's sleep. Elara even bought breakfast to bring to

they arrived, Monica was already there, despite still recovering from her own injuries. She was sitting beside Barrett, carefully

wasn't in danger this time, don't you

his head, giving her a sharp look. "What do

sometimes... maybe you shouldn't indulge her so much." Monica

you worked for me? When did Elara's matters become something for you to comment

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

Barrett warned her sternly. "If you ever speak like that again, don't blame

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 as his secretary. Over the years, she had learned a lot from him. Barrett was usually willing to teach her. Whenever she made mistakes he never held it against her, often comforting her

no right to speak about Elara. Seeing how displeased Barrett looked, she left the room quietly. Standing outside, Elara and Lysander witnessed Monica walking past without saying a word. Elara