Chapter 42


    The moment Aurelia turned on the tap, water gushed out from the seam of the shower head like a fountain.


    She was caught off guard and could not react in time. Leslie instinctively raised his hand to shield her, but it was toote. In just


    a few seconds, they were both thoroughly drenched. Aurelia squinted her eyes and struggled to turn off the tap. She then turned


    to see water droplets on Leslie’s hair.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.


    They meandered across his handsome face. Tracing down his alluring corbone, the water droplets then disappeared into his


    shirt. The damp clothes clung tightly to his body. It revealed his contour, even in that area... Everything wasid bare.


    Flustered, Aurelia’s face flushed red, and she immediately averted her gaze. When she looked back, she found Leslie ring at


    the malfunctioning shower head. His expression resembled one where he was observing an adversary. Despite the seriousness


    on his face, Aurelia found it strangely amusing.


    Achuckle escaped her lips, and eventually, she couldn''t hold back herughter.


    “What''s so funny?”


    “Mr. Synder, it seems that you can’t fix it. My mistake, | took it for granted,” Aurelia said, trying to stifle her amusement.


    Leslie''s expression grew grimmer. Yet, his gaze couldn''t seem to shift away from Aurelia’s face.


    Her damp, disheveled brown hair framed her fair face and her rosy lips parted slightly. Such a disarrayed look inadvertently


    evoked a sense of vulnerability. As the water trailed down, It soaked through her white shirt. The outline of her contour and her


    undergarments presented. beneath the loose clothing.


    Leslie restrained himself and looked away. He grumbled, “Stopughing.”


    “Fine.” Aurelia coughed lightly. She sensed that she might have gone a little overboard.


    It was obvious that Linda pampered Leslie, so it wasn’t unusual for him not to know how to change the shower head. At least he


    did not refuse and tried his best to install it.


    It was a stark contrast to Seth, who was also raised lovingly by his mother, Rosa.


    Aurelia remembered seeing Seth help Rosa change a light bulb once. Back then, she had thought that he was a filial and decent


    man. However, when she asked for help with a simr task, Seth imed that he was unable to do it. He even mocked modern


    women for their ipetence in such basic tasks.


    It was trivial and Aurelia had not paid much attention to it. However, with theparison now, she realized that her emotions had


    shaded her view of Seth all along. With the filter removed now, Aurelia saw herself as naive and Seth as self-centered.


    A towel suddenlynded on her head and interrupted her thoughts.


    Leslie, drying his hair, nonchntly suggested, “It’s toote. We''ll handle it tomorrow. You can use my bathroom. I''ll be in the


    study.”


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    “Okay,” she responded while she clutched onto the towel.


    She could tell that Leslie didn’t have any work to do in the study. He simply didn’t want her to feel awkward. She walked towards


    the door. Seemingly a little too absorbed in her thoughts, she identally stepped into a puddle.


    “Anh!”


    Aurelia slid and bumped into Leslie, and both of them fell to the ground. Her lips hit the button on Leslie’s chest, causing her to


    cry out in pain.


    Instinctively, Leslie wrapped his arms around her as they fell. The soft collision between them disrupted his breath and stirred an


    unexined restlessness in his otherwiseposed body.


    Aurelia, too, sensed Leslie’s unusual reaction. Her face instantly turned red, and she quickly got up while covering her throbbing


    lips.


    “I''ll go and take a shower. Goodbye, no... | mean, good night. Umm, that’s it.”


    Her words were disjointed, as if she was trying to emphasize that she had realized something. Aurelia then made her escape into


    the master bedroom with a blushing face.


    Leslie lied on the floor with his hands clenched into fists. He took a moment to regainposure and sat up calmly. However,


    the warmth in his palms lingered and refused to dissipate.


    Had Aurelia felt shy earlier?


    Didn’t she have an ex-boyfriend?


    “Why did she appear so clueless?” Leslie questioned inwardly.


    Thinking about her ex—boyfriend led Leslie to involuntarily consider their past intimacy. They might have performed even more


    excessive actions.


    Displeased by his thoughts, he clenched his fists again. His expression disyed obvious signs of discontent as he entered the


    study.


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