Chapter 2900 - 90: Harrison Lucas’s Secrets Revealed
A moment later, Harrison Lucas’s bedroom door was opened from inside by her.
As the door opened, Ben Lucas’s tall figure appeared before her eyes, and the man still carried the dampness from his shower, his strong and muscular body exposed starkly, glistening with water droplets. Harrison instinctively stepped back, swallowing hard.
She then realized that Ben Lucas, apart from having a loosely tied bath towel around his waist, wore nothing else.
His fine black hair was already wet, and the slightly unruly hairstyle added a touch of danger to his always serious and deep demeanor.
"Young Master..." Harrison murmured, completely unaware of the current situation.
Ben Lucas seized the moment as Harrison retreated to step forward.
"Bang—" closing the small bedroom door behind him.
The man’s deep almond-shaped eyes fixed tightly on Harrison’s timid face, interpreting her apprehension as resistance and dislike.
Ben Lucas became even more doubtful, suspecting that Harrison did not truly agree to be with him last night.
’He’ was simply accustomed to obedience and unable to refuse.
Even the way she addressed him changed, despite agreeing to call him ’Jordan’ when they were alone, Harrison hadn’t taken it to heart at all.
The man had no way of knowing that, at this moment, Harrison entirely thought she had angered Ben Lucas, making him dislike her.
She dared not use affectionate terms, fearing Ben Lucas might think she was taking liberties.
Ben Lucas said, "Harrison, I have something to say to you."
Ben Lucas is straightforward, disliking avoidance and disdainful of escapism.
If Harrison truly couldn’t accept him, he wouldn’t force it... Ben thought he should be able to manage it.
Ben’s eyes were profoundly serious as he decided to face everything; his deep voice had just started when he heard Harrison say, "Young Master, you should put on some clothes first; you’ll catch a cold like this."
Harrison looked at her nose, then her heart, not daring to think too much.
She tried to consider Ben Lucas’s needs from a subordinate’s perspective, seeing his bare upper body made her inevitably worried.
Harrison turned back toward the wardrobe, opening its double doors to find an overcoat for Ben Lucas to drape over his shoulders.
But as soon as the wardrobe door swung open, Harrison’s sharp eyes flashed deeply, and the next moment she hurried to close the wardrobe door.
"Wait..." Ben Lucas’s voice came from behind, and before Harrison could conceal and cover it up, he had already grabbed her hand from behind.
Harrison’s hand, smaller than an average man’s, was firmly held by Ben Lucas.
And the wardrobe door now swung wide open, too late to shut.
Ben Lucas’s penetrating gaze locked on the two white shirts hanging in the wardrobe, the oversized shirts clearly much larger than Harrison’s frame, with a style that was so familiar, just like those Ben Lucas usually wore.
Ben’s other hand reached over Harrison’s shoulder, picking up one of the shirts.
He held the shirt in front of Harrison, his long arm wrapping around her, locking her in his embrace with a deeply intimate and suggestive posture, pressing her against his chest.
Ben Lucas’s voice was low and cold: "What is this?"
Harrison: "..."
"Don’t know or unwilling to say, hmm?" His voice was low and coldly stern, carrying an inexplicable chill.
Yet the final teasing tone made Harrison’s ears tingle, her legs weakening, feeling as though she might be unable to stand the next second, leaning into Ben Lucas’s arms.
Harrison took a deep breath, responding with difficulty, "This... These are the dirty clothes I prepared to wash... for Young Master. I haven’t managed to wash them yet."
[First update on December 12th, sorry for writing just one Chapter due to a block, I’ll continue refining it and update the next two Chapters around 20:30]