Vinson merely replied to Arielle, “I wanted to be closer to you.”
He then carried her to the vanity. Carefully, he removed the towel wrapped around Arielle’s head and switched on the hairdryer, gently drying her hair.
Arielle’s lips curled into a smile. He’s tossing out sweet nothings like they’re free. His romantic behavior delighted Arielle to no end. It seemed to be proportional to how insufferable he used to be in the early days of their acquaintance.
After drying her hair, Vinson and Arielle left the guest room with their hands intertwined.
Penelope had been waiting for Vinson in the dining room. When she heard the sound of footsteps, she immediately turned around. She was dumbfounded by the sight of Vinson and Arielle’s intertwined hands.
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