When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 27 So, You're Free

She touched the newly worn suit and pressed it slightly, unexpectedly squeezing out water. She had just put it on, how could there be so much water?

Beatrice turned to look at Caden, his left half completely soaked, his shirt clinging to his body, outlining desirable contours.

"What happened?

While driving, Caden asked the driver to turn the heater on full blast and tapped the rear screen twice with his finger.

even

Originally, Beatrice, whose body was cold, felt warmth coming from all directions, under her buttocks.

She lowered her head, not understanding Caden's intentions.

In the end, after going around in circles, she was still brought back to the previous apartment by Caden.

"Go take a shower." Caden took a pair of women's slippers from the cabinet and gave them to Beatrice.

Beatrice glanced and immediately remembered Caden's daily necessities in Madelynn's

apartment.

These must be Madelynn's slippers.

"I didn't wear it."

Beatrice walked inside barefoot, feeling the icy cold floor, making her wish she could tiptoe. Caden watched her as she tiptoed, raising an eyebrow slightly, but didn't say anything. Beatrice hid in the bathroom and suddenly sneezed twice before calming down. Thinking about the upcoming competition, she couldn't afford to fall ill at a crucial moment, so she quickly took a hot shower.

After she finished showering, she realized that she didn't have anything, not even a towel or a - bathrobe to wear.

She stood still for a few seconds, naked.

effort in washing them, but also increased the risk of getting sick due to the

up and

one paid

she raised her voice a little

No one still

d attention to her.

suspected that Caden did it

glimpse of the phone on the sink and hesitated before dialing

So,

that you didn't want

was low and hoarse, with a kind

and mumbled out the dissonant words, "Not...

raised an eyebrow

"No...no towel."

"I couldn't hear."

Nothing at all!" Beatrice

Outside the door.

sofa, shirtless, smoking a cigarette, and glanced at the clothes stacked

a barely noticeable smile spread across the corners

would look like wearing

night again. He had never really had any thoughts. about women. Being in a high

to touch her until they

Although Beatrice

"Uncle Caden?"

drugged

indeed... A taste of

the phone, Beatrice called out,

an itch in his ear, flicked the cigarette into the ashtray, and stood up saying,