HIS CLUMSY NURSE

Episode 34

CLARA'S POV

Louisa had already left. she dressed me up in a pink gown which had Tiny hands , flair and stopped after my kneel.

I smiled happily; I couldn't believe I had been in Sir Ryan's room all day. He left the room the moment Louisa came and had been away for a long time.

I looked around, marveling at how everything he used seemed so expensive.

My eyes kept drifting toward the walk-in closet—it looked like heaven in there. His room was quite spacious and exceptionally classy.

I figured it was about time I went to my own room so he wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

Maybe he is waiting for me to leave before he comes in.

I stood up and opened the door, but just then, Sir Ryan walked in.

I quickly stepped back and bowed slightly.

"She didn't wash your hair?" he asked.
His eyes on my hair.

"Well, she had an emergency," I  wrote and showed him .

"Come on," he said, picking up the hair- kit.

I followed him to the shower. Sitting down, I carefully placed my head in the sink. My cheeks were blazing red—I was blushing endlessly.

Ryan rolled up his sleeves then brushed his fingers through my hair. I felt this rush of electricity spread through me, making me gently fist my gown.

He poured water into my hair, and I shivered slightly as the  cold  liquid cascaded down my scalp, soaking every strand.

I smiled, is this really happening.
Oh fire, please burn me again.

His touch was deliberate, almost professional, as he applied shampoo and the rest.

He must have washed a woman's hair before.

the faint scent of his cologne mixed with the shampoo overwhelmed my senses. a strange warmth kept spreading from the top of my head all the way to my toes. Making me squirm.

His expression was calm and focused, his seductive eyes making my heart flutter.

Finally, he wrapped a fluffy towel around my head,  then he  moved me up.

I gently sat on the other chair  and Ryan gently Dried my hair then he just cleaned the water on my  neck . 

Ryan he applied a serum on my hair,  and scalp then gently brushed my hair behind.

  "There," he said, straightening up. "You're done."

I bowed then thanked him a happy smile and He was already walking away, picking up his phone to answer a call.

I looked in the mirror and my hair looked so normal. Wow! It relaxed perfectly, it was no longer full and all over the place.

I was so happy I just sat there, looking at my hair.

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I finally rushed out of the bathroom.

he was seated, reading a  health record .

I didn't know whether to sit or leave tho I wanted to stay - I didn't want to be a discomfort.

Finally I gently sat on his bed and my eyes went straight to him as he read the file then tiredly listened to voice messages from doctors.

Suddenly, he looked up, and I hastily turned my gaze away, clearing my throat and pretending to dust my gown.

"Talk to me if you have something to say," he said.