The Forgotten Girl Is Back For Revenge

Chapter 58

Chapter 58

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When Owen returned, arms full of bags, Hailey had just finished her shower and was trying to figure out how to make her way out.

“Hailey, are you done? Owen called, knocking gently on the bathroom door

Hailey wrapped herself in a towel, then cracked the door open just enough to extend a soft, pale hand. Tm done. Just hand me the things.”

Owen passed her a small bag.

When Hailey saw the underwear in the bag, she bit her lip, her cheeks flushing again. She thought, Owen is way too thoughtful

After drying off, Hailey glanced at the dirty clothes, hesitating for a moment. “Owen, my clothes are dirty, too.”

“Wear mine.” He stood up, walked over to the wardrobe, and pulled out a white shirt, handing it to her.

Once Hailey changed into the shirt, she emerged from the bathroom. Her hair was still wet, and she wore nothing but Owen’s white shirt, which hung loosely on her frame, reaching down to her thighs. The sight of her long, slender legs was impossible to ignore, drawing attention to the delicate contrast of her skin.

“I couldn’t find a dry towel,” she said, lifting her head. Her eyes, clear and beautiful, looked up at him with innocent purity. With her hair still damp, the shirt quickly became soaked with water.

“I’ll find one for you. You should get in bed and cover–up, Owen said, guiding her to the bed and tucking her in. “You can’t afford to catch a chill right now.”

Hailey obediently slipped off her shoes and sat on the edge of the bed, curling up into a little ball, looking small and fragile -exactly the kind of person you’d want to protect.

Owen grabbed a gray towel from the closet, gently draping it over her head, his movements soft as he began to dry her hair. Her hair was long, thick, and black, the texture so smooth it felt like the finest silk beneath his fingers.

Owen dried her hair until it was half–dry, then grabbed the hair dryer. With his long, elegant fingers, he carefully lifted her strands and began to dry her hair.

Hailey had been sitting, but whether it was the softness of his touch or the gentle warmth of the air, she soon began to feel drowsy. Before she realized it, her eyes fluttered shut.

Owen was focused on drying her hair when he suddenly felt her lean against his chest. Looking down, he realized that Hailey had already fallen asleep.

He couldn’t help but chuckle softly, picking up the pace to finish drying her hair. Once done, he placed the hair dryer aside, gently adjusted Hailey’s sleeping position, and carefully laid her down on the bed, covering her with the blankets.

In the middle of the night, Hailey woke up to the sharp pangs of menstrual cramps.

The room was pitch dark, and Hailey’s abdomen was cramping painfully. She needed to get to the bathroom but fumbled around, unable to find the light switch.

there was movement beside her, and in the next instant, the light flickered on.

the bed, his features filled with concern. “Are

speak, so she weakly nodded in response.

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Chapter 58

of bed, and hurried to the bathroom, where she stayed for a long while.

water, and made a honey drink. Worried she might be hungry, he

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water bottle and grabbed everything–along

was quite a

bed, Owen placed a pillow behind her for support, then gently placed the

something to eat?” he asked softly.

ached intensely, and she wasn’t hungry. She shook

and climbed into bed beside her, pulling her into his arms to

couldn’t sleep either, but she kept her eyes

a book from the nightstand and began reading aloud to her, his deep, soothing voice filling the

was rich and comforting, full of an indescribable tenderness, never too loud or intrusive. Before long, Hailey found herself lost in his words, the pain in her abdomen gradually

Hailey finally drifted back

aside, preparing to rest, but suddenly, his phone lit

I’m coming back

His

eyes

it, and then

next day, the sky was clear.

though her abdomen still felt a bit bloated. She got

up, Hailey stepped out of the bathroom just as Owen

bowl of oatmeal and smiled when he saw

ate the oatmeal, feeling her

still

head.

serious. I’ll take you to the doctor this afternoon,” Owen said, his expression serious as he sat beside her and gently placed his hand

medicine,” Hailey

you,” Owen replied firmly, not letting her get out of it this

go another day? I’m feeling

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