Chapter 685
| got a new set of clothes and went into the bathroom to clean myself. My pajama pants and underwear had gotten stained, and
it wasn''t just a small stain.
Coming out of the bathroom, | saw Hendrix tidying the bed. The bedsheets had been changed; the mattress was waterproof, so
just wiping was enough to clean it.
The sheets that were heavily blood-stained were changed and new bedsheets were put onto the bed.
When | saw him reaching for the bedsheets on the carpet, | reflexively went ahead before him and took the sheets. It was difficult
hiding the awkwardness on my face. "I''ll do it!"
He frowned, a strange look casted over his handsome face. "It''s cold out; I''ll take care of it."
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His face turned slightly grim. When he turned to look at me, his brows rxed as he said, "Be good, and listen to me. I''ll wash it!"
| was about to refuse again, but he had already taken the sheets away.
Not even in my wildest dream did | think that one day, the authoritative business tycoon who stood on the highest skyscraper in
Jarold City would roll up his sleeves to wash bed sheets in the bathroom.
As red liquid started getting soaked out of the pajama pants in the basin, | couldn''t avoid his gaze anymore.
He didn''t seem to think much of it. After washing the blood away and pouring out some fabric detergent, he asked in a low voice
as if he had just remembered something, "Has your stomach been hurting these few days?"
| shook my head. "No!" The year | had just arrived in Hovell, | would feel tired and often experienced aches because of the many
sleepless nights and irregr schedules from taking care of Anne. But other than that, | was fine.
Watching the sheets and pants getting washed in his hands, | felt my face burning up. After some thought, | decided to just leave
the bathroom.
Anne was in the living room downstairs, practicing her cycling skills on her little bicycle. The living room was big, so it wasn''t a
problem for her to ride around it in.
Seeing meing down, she was delighted. She looked up at me and said, "Mommy, | learned how to do it. Look!"
As she spoke, she began to ride the bicycle around. Her movements were smooth; it was obvious that her quietness was
because she had been practicing cycling downstairs.
“Have you had breakfast?" | asked as | walked to the kitchen.
Anne nodded, still fixated on riding her bicycle. She said, "Uncle Evan came by just now with some breakfast and pastries. I''ve
already eaten; Mr. Roberts said that you''lle down soon to eat, so | didn''t go up to call you.”
| nodded, and sure enough, | saw the breakfast and pastries in the kitchen.
There wasn''t a nanny in the house; we only had an hourly worker who came over to tidy up the ce.
After what Anne had heard when she was being taken care of by the nanny in the Reid household, | had developed a sense of
wariness towards outsiders.
Anne was still young; there were some things better left unsaid to her. If an outsider lived in the house, | wouldn''t know just what
they would say to her. After all, | couldn''t keep a constant eye on her.
Hence, | decided to just personally keep herpany.
When | went upstairs again, Hendrix had already washed everything.
My face blushed as | stood behind, watching him hang the clothes up to dry.
He turned around and looked at me tenderly. "Have you had breakfast?"
| nodded and walked over to him. Wrapping my arms around his waist, | whispered, "Thank you!"
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