Chapter 755

Stewart wasn't an expert, but even he could tell by now that she was doing it on purpose.

The man's long, narrow eyes narrowed as he stared at her clean, makeup-free face. "Bryn, what are you afraid of?"

Briony's movements paused. She pretended not to understand.

"What would I be afraid of?" She looked at him and retorted, "I've had my milk. Shouldn't you be getting some rest too?"

"I'm waiting for you."

"Don't wait for me." Briony's lips curved slightly, ignoring his hint. "The injured patient should rest early."

"I had to shower and wash my hair with a glove on last night. It was so awkward. I feel like I never got properly clean."

Briony said, “...It's just for a few days. You'll have to make do."

"I can manage with my body, but washing my hair is just too difficult," Stewart said with a straight face. "When I try to massage my scalp, the wound really hurts."

Briony was silent.

"Bryn, I'm not trying to push my luck. I know you're shy, so I won't ask you to do something like help me shower."

Briony took a deep breath. "Good, you know your limits!"

"But washing my hair should be fine, right?" Stewart looked into her eyes, his voice

low and persuasive. "I washed yours so many times. You helping me once isn't too much to ask, is it?"

Briony was at a loss for words.

Back then, she would just sit in the bathtub, tilt her head back, and let Stewart wash her hair for her.

"Bryn, it's just washing my hair."

If it was just washing his hair, then there was really no reason to be awkward about

it.

"Fine." Briony stood up. "I'll go change. You go upstairs first..."

"The guest room I'm in doesn't have a bathtub."

Briony paused, looking at him sideways.

Stewart met her gaze, his expression completely serious. “I'm just borrowing your bathtub. You don't mind, do you?"

Briony pursed her lips.

They were a newly reconciled couple. Refusing to let him use her bathtub would seem a bit too dramatic.

Briony nodded. “Alright.”

...

Stewart went upstairs to get his clothes.

Briony went into the bathroom, gave the tub a quick rinse, and started filling it with water.

When Stewart walked into the bathroom, he saw Briony sitting on the edge of the tub. As she leaned over to check the water temperature, the collar of her bathrobe gaped open...

Stewart's throat tightened, his eyes darkening.

He looked away and cleared his throat.

Briony turned at the sound and met his intense gaze.

She stood up and looked at the clothes in his hands.

She frowned slightly. "You didn't bring gloves?"

Stewart's expression didn't change as he lied through his teeth. "They were such poor quality, they

after one use."

"Really?" Briony didn't doubt him. "I'll have Marlene bring up a new pair then."

Stewart didn't stop her.

While she was outside calling Marlene, he closed the bathroom door, shed his clothes, wrapped a tower around his waist, and stepped into the tub.

The water was the perfect temperature. He closed his eyes, let out a slow breath,

and rested his arms on the edge of the tub.

There was a knock at the bedroom door.

The bathroom door was ajar, and Stewart heard Marlene's voice.

A small smile played on his lips. He turned his head and called out, “Bryn.”

Outside, Briony, who had just taken the plastic gloves from Marlene, froze.

Marlene's eyes widened as she looked at Briony. "Mr. Wentworth is staying in your room tonight?"

Briony clutched the gloves. "No, he's just borrowing the bathtub.......”

"I get it, I get it!" Marlene waved her hand dismissively. "You're both young, and you've made up. It's perfectly normal to stay together! You don't have to be shy, M Kensington!"

Briony was speechless.

Marlene, ever considerate, didn't linger. She quickly closed the door and left.

Briony stood there for a few seconds, then sighed and pursed her lips.

She walked to the bathroom door with the gloves. "I have the gloves. Can I come

in?"

"Mmm."

Briony pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The man was leaning back in the tub, his arms resting on the edges.

Steam rose from the water. A towel was wrapped around his lower half, but his

upper body was bare.

Well-defined biceps, clearly visible abs...

The sight was undeniably impactful.

Her mind involuntarily flashed back to R-rated scenes from their past.

Even after five years, the memories were so vivid they made her blush and her heart race...