Chapter 1390 - 1389: Honey, I Want You
Outside the door, suddenly, there was no noise.
Uh...
Nia Mitchell blinked. What was going on?
Did he just leave like that?
But it’s better if he left, she didn’t need to say anything more.
In such a big bedroom, only she was left inside, it felt great.
Nia Mitchell happily ran into the bathroom to freshen up.
"La la la, la la la, la la la..."
Huh?
Nia Mitchell suddenly stopped her movements, pricking up her ears.
It seemed like she heard some sound.
No way?
Nia Mitchell’s heart thumped, and she started feeling uneasy.
It shouldn’t be, this was the villa on the hillside, Young Master Peary’s nest, how could anyone intrude?
Just when she thought it was her imagination, suddenly, the bathroom door opened.
"Ah!"
Nia Mitchell was shocked, immediately covering herself with the towel in her hand.
But...
Covering the top left the bottom exposed, covering the bottom left the top exposed.
Finally, she simply covered her face with the towel.
Maxwell Peary looked at Rabina Mitchell’s amusing action, his face full of smiles, then slowly walked over.
"Huh? So you’re the one who wouldn’t let me in?"
Just kidding, this was his bedroom.
Of course, he had a spare key.
Hearing the CEO’s voice right in front of her, Nia Mitchell removed her towel and directly covered the CEO’s face with it.
"Don’t look!"
She huffed, then pouting her lips, picked up the showerhead, and sprayed it towards the CEO.
The warm water instantly soaked Maxwell Peary’s clothes.
Maxwell Peary: ......
Removing the towel, he looked at the huffy young woman, looking at her helplessly, and yanked the showerhead from her hand.
"Let’s talk things out calmly, no need for violence."
Violence......
Come on, was this violence?
This was just... just...
Oh dear, she didn’t even know.
"Who allowed you to come in!"
Nia Mitchell anxiously stood there, there were still bubbles all over her she hadn’t rinsed off yet, she couldn’t leave just like that.
But Maxwell Peary didn’t seem prepared to leave either.
Looking at his teasing expression, Nia Mitchell’s face turned red.
"I allowed myself."
Maxwell Peary said as he started to take off his clothes.
This action made Nia Mitchell immediately widen her eyes.
Hey, hey, hey!
What are you doing?
"Uncle... Uncle wait until I’m done before you shower."
Besides, didn’t you usually use the Guest Room to shower?
"My clothes are already wet."
The meaning was clear enough, if the clothes were wet, how could you ask someone to leave?
They might catch a cold.
Nia Mitchell almost bit her tongue off, blaming herself for getting the CEO wet in anger earlier, otherwise, it wouldn’t have turned out like this.
Thinking of this, Nia Mitchell quickly grabbed the showerhead back.
"I’m almost done here."
Hastily rinsing off the bubbles on her body, Nia Mitchell, after the CEO finished undressing, threw down the showerhead and prepared to leave.
But!
Someone finally reached out a hand and grabbed her.
"Uncle!"
Nia Mitchell was shocked and immediately struggled.
"Don’t move!"
Maxwell Peary slightly furrowed his brows and reached out to embrace her.
The two of them, their heated skin pressed tightly together, Nia Mitchell instantly froze.
"Uncle, I... I finished showering, I... I want to..."
Leave!
"I want to too."
Maxwell Peary interrupted her.
"Darling, I want you."