Chapter 974: Chapter 974: Didn’t I Tell You to Get Out!? Chapter 974: Chapter 974: Didn’t I Tell You to Get Out!? He handed her the paper bag, and just as he was about to turn away, her voice rang out once again.
“Clayton Howard!”
He looked back, slightly puzzled.
“Hmm?”
Camila Walker still looked troubled, “That… all the towels and stuff in the bathroom are gone, I…” What would she use to wipe her body in a little while?
Hearing this, Clayton Howard was also sowhat baffled, his handso brows furrowing slightly.
No towels? How is that possible?
“Are you sure there aren’t any inside?”
Camila Walker thought she might have missed them and couldn’t help but look around again, but still, there was nothing.
“There’s none, where are they usually placed?” she asked.
“On the bath rack, and also in the cabinet beside it.”
Camila Walker, hearing this, couldn’t help but scan the bathroom again, and indeed, she found a cabinet under the washbasin.
But when she went over and opened it, aside from so shower gel and soap, she didn’t see a trace of any towels.
Unable to find the towels after such a long ti, and still naked, Camila Walker started to feel slightly anxious.
She got up again and walked towards the bathroom, “There’s none inside either, is there anywhere else to find—ah—”
Thump!
At the sound of her shriek, Clayton Howard, who was outside the door, beca anxious and quickly opened the door, rushing in, “What’s wrong!?”
Pushing the door open to see her who had fallen to the ground, but at this mont, her body…
“I’m fine, can you… please, go out!”
Noticing the embarrassed look on her face, Clayton Howard realized the situation, and although it was extrely awkward for her, he still stepped forward decisively and helped her up from the floor.
Her face showed astonishnt, “Didn’t I ask you to leave!?”
Clayton Howard’s expression was calm as he glanced at her and then carried her back to the bathtub, speaking in an unaffected tone, “The day you drank wine, I saw everything that I shouldn’t have.”
“…”
Camila Walker was shocked.
He saw everything he shouldn’t have?
That day, hadn’t he said that it was Linda Robinson who changed her clothes?
Could it be she had been deceived?
“You… didn’t you say it was Linda Robinson who changed my clothes that day!?” Her brows tightly knitted, a distinct flicker of displeasure flashed in her eyes, forgetting in this mont that she was naked.
Clayton Howard looked up and t her gaze, his deanor composed, “Linda did change you, but that day you were drunk, you took a bath by yourself in the bathroom, got completely soaked, and even seduced .”
Seduced him?
Hearing this, Camila Walker’s brows furrowed once again, recalling the events of that day, wishing she could just crawl into a hole!
Indeed, she had been drunk that day, and she had a vague feeling that she’d made so advances towards him, which, on reflection, was truly mortifying!
“I… I didn’t seduce you, it was clearly because I was drunk. As for what you said, I don’t rember it anyway!”
She feigned confusion, which seed to make her feel a bit more comfortable.
But the man heard this, his brows knitting together slightly.
“You don’t rember?”
She nodded, then lowered her eyelids, only to realize that she was actually naked and chatting with him, which made her panic, looking for sothing to cover her body with.
“You, please leave first!”
Seeing her nervousness, Clayton Howard’s deanor remained calm, and he had no intention of leaving, instead, he picked up the shower gel and began calmly scrubbing the blood stain on her chest, without feeling any discomfort.
Camila Walker’s pupils widened in shock. He was actually reaching out to clean the blood stain on her chest…
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