“Who are you talking to?” At that moment, Shane had finished his shower. He asked while drying his hair.

Natalie replied, “It's Joyce.”

Shane nodded with understanding.

“Joyce, I'll have to talk to you later. I'm busy with something at the moment.”

Joyce returned with an “OK” emoticon.

Natalie chuckled and turned off her phone. She then reached out to pick up her clothes from the floor.

However, her hip was still reeling from the pain. Furthermore, she was in the middle of the bed, so her fingers couldn't quite reach the floor.

Resigned, she pouted and stared at Shane, hoping he could lend her a hand.

He understood her hint and the corners of his lips turned up. “Can't you just walk right into the bathroom?”

“I'm not wearing anything.” Natalie stared pointedly at him.

Shane lifted his chin. “I know. But I've already seen your entire body, so there is nothing to be shy of.”

“You...” Natalie's temper sparked at his ignorant comment. She picked up a pillow and threw it at him.

Shane caught the pillow with his hands.

Natalie let out a relieved sigh. She had thrown it at the heat of the moment and was actually worried about hitting him with it.

Good thing he has good reflex.

Shane knew he had annoyed her with his words. He stopped teasing her and dropped the pillow on the bed before picking up her clothes from the floor and passing it to her.

Natalie huffed and snatched the dress from his hand. After putting it on, she got out of bed, and head toward the bathroom.

was cleaning up, Shane

Natalie emerged from the shower,

with him a set of fresh clothes

left the hotel

“Drop me at the courthouse. Mom's and Harrison's court case is happening today. I want to have a

“Yes, Madam.” Silas nodded.

“Madam” from the day she and Shane had registered as

to the title, unlike at first where

she arrived

the car and waved at Shane.

nodded and said, “Call

smiled as

the window, and Silas

his temples and said, “Head

visit Ms. Graham?” Silas curiously inquired as he looked into the rear-view

lip was pressed into a thin line.

tha drass from his hand. Aftar putting it on, sha got out of

claaning up, Shana callad

tha

braakfast, Silas arrivad, bringing with him a sat of frash clothas

tha

an attampt to tidy it. “Drop

“Yas, Madam.” Silas noddad.

Mrs. Wilson had startad addrassing har as “Madam” from tha day

usad to tha titla, unlika at

sha arrivad

car and

“Call ma if you naad

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