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.

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

out from the side of the bed, his features filled with concern. “Are you feeling that bad?”

want to speak, so she

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out of bed, and hurried to the bathroom, where

some water, and made a honey drink. Worried she might be hungry, he also boiled a few

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was ready, Owen filled the hot water bottle and grabbed

out yet, and it was

behind her for support, then gently placed the hot water bottle on her stomach and fed her

you want something to

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

into bed beside her, pulling her into his

kept her eyes closed, trying to force herself

to her, his deep, soothing voice

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 fading.

minutes later, Hailey finally drifted back to sleep.

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

few words: [Owen, I’m coming back next week. I hope to see

His

eyes

then he deleted the message without a

day, the sky

a bit

Hailey stepped out of the bathroom just as Owen walked

of oatmeal and smiled when he saw her. “Perfect timing. Drink

and obediently ate the oatmeal, feeling her stomach settle a bit

still hurt?”

head. “Much better.”

said, his expression serious as he sat beside her and

to take medicine,”

to you,” Owen replied firmly, not letting her

her lip. “Can we go another day? I’m feeling so drained today, I

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