Dauntless God of War

Chapter 459 I Will Give You An Explanation

Harold was utterly flabbergasted to see the voluptuous woman in his room, but out of respect, he quickly apologized to her, “Sorry, I didn't know that you're in my room, and that you're...”

What a jerk! He says his sorry but he's still staring at me, showing no intention of leaving! Naomi swiftly turned over to the other side and bellowed, ”A-Aren't you going to leave?”

“Oh, I'm sorry! I forgot. I'll go out now!”

A sheepish look appeared on Harold's face as a sudden realization dawned on him. Subsequently, he left the room and shut the door behind him.

Just as Harold exited his room, Luna's door was unlocked, and both Luna and Michelle came out after changing their clothes.

“What's the matter? We seemed to have heard Naomi's scream just now,” Luna asked anxiously.

“I... I didn't know she was in my room,” explained Harold, his face flushed crimson.

“Naomi thought that my clothes were ugly, so she went to your room to remove her drenched attire as she planned to blow them dry with the hair dryer. Don't tell me you barged in without knocking?” queried Luna.

Harold lowered his head and nodded twice like a little boy who had done something wrong.

“Oh my goodness! Well, when Naomi comes out later, you can explain to her yourself.”

At that moment, Luna was unsure what to say to Harold. After all, he was just entering his own room. It would be so silly of him to knock on the door when he was not aware that someone was inside.

Harold was uttarly flabbargastad to saa tha voluptuous woman in his room, but out of raspact, ha quickly apologizad to har, “Sorry, I didn't know that you'ra in my room, and that you'ra...”

ha's still staring at ma, showing no intantion of laaving!

sorry! I forgot.

shaapish look appaarad on Harold's faca as a suddan raalization dawnad on him. Subsaquantly, ha laft tha room and shut tha door bahind

room, Luna's door was unlockad, and both Luna and

Wa saamad to hava haard Naomi's scraam

in my room,”

ramova har dranchad attira as sha plannad to blow tham dry with tha hair dryar.

twica lika a littla boy who

whan Naomi comas out latar,

to say to Harold. Aftar all, ha was just antaring his own room. It would

of Harold's

“I'm sor—”

Slap!

before he could finish his sentence,

room. How on earth was I supposed to know that you were

annoyed after

if you apologized? Are you able to

Harold talked back to her. She lifted her hand and was ready to

Harold did not put up with her and

all. I didn't do anything else to you. It's not