Chapter 11 by Shallow South

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"Ah, why did you drop the towel?!"

Catherine was completely stupefied as it was the first time she encountered this kind of situation. She reached out to cover her eyes and that was when she realized the white towel was in her hand.

Did she... Did she accidentally pull the towel off him earlier?

"The towel came off?"

Shaun's indifferent voice swept past her cheeks like cold ice. "I've never seen a woman as shameless as you."

She felt like crying, but no tears came out. "I didn't plan to do so. I accidentally tripped on the mat."

"I've been walking on this mat every single day but I've not tripped before. Not once. You can't convince me with this ridiculous excuse." The man did not believe her at all.

She blinked blankly. The situation was beyond mending now, so she replied innocently, "Perhaps after having a glimpse of your god-like and impeccably perfect body, my mind went blank and I lost my ability to focus..."

The man scoffed out of anger. He had encountered numerous women in his life, but not one was this brazen.

"So you're shifting the blame onto me now?"

"No, not at all. It's my fault, really, for I've not seen much of life..."

"Will you stop staring? Get out." Shaun could not hear more of that. He felt the blood boiling in his veins and tried really hard to resist kicking her in the face.

"Yes, of course. I'll leave right away."

Catherine hurriedly rose to her feet and headed for the door.

"Stand right there!"

A frustrated voice shouted behind her. The man was fuming with rage and said between gritted teeth,

"Give me my towel."

She lowered her eyes to the towel she was clutching. She was so embarrassed that she wished there was a hole she could just crawl into.

"Here."

She put on a bold face and shoved the towel into his hands.

"..."

He was speechless when he realized the direction she was looking in.

What an audacious woman!

Slam! Catherine slammed the door shut behind her, patting her chest while puffing.

She seemed to notice the tips of the man's ears turning bright red before she left the room. Was he embarrassed?

It was quite adorable, to be honest.

However, after this incident, she dared not linger in the living room anymore and returned to her bedroom right away.

Nonetheless, her mind did not seem capable of recovering from the surprise.

She had no idea how much time had passed when someone suddenly knocked on the door.

The woman jumped up in fright. A couple of seconds later, she replied timidly, "Can we talk about this tomorrow? I'm sleepy."

"Do you keep your lights on when you sleep?" Shaun's deep voice entered through the gap beneath the door. "Don't make me get the key."

She scratched her head in frustration before opening the door.

The man who was standing by the door was dressed in his gray pajamas. The refreshing scent of his aftershave smelled pleasant.

The buttons of his shirt were done all the way to the top, covering his Adam's apple. It was only autumn now, so it was not even that chilly.

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