Chapter 26 You Are Really Not Ashamed
Gwenyth turned her face away and didn't look at him.
His bath water was ready and she got up and deliberately walked around Edison to get out.
"I'm asking you to help me take a bath."
He had his shirt half off, but his left sleeve was stuck to the cast that was thicker than his arm.
Gwenyth didn't bother with him and walked out the door.
"Miss Lovelace, can you hear me?"
"Yes, I heard you. Wait a minute."
She left the master bedroom and went downstairs to the kitchen. After a quick search, she returned to Edison's room with a roll of plastic wrap in her hand.
Seeing that Edison had failed to take off his shirt completely, she went up to him and tugged on his left sleeve. But she couldn't get it off, so she looked up and asked him, "Can I use a pair of scissors?"
Edison laughed softly, but Gwenyth didn't know if he laughed because he was angry or because he was amused by her words.
He raised his right hand, grabbed the sleeve of his left arm, and ripped it off with great force.
With a crunching sound, the entire sleeve was ripped off and he dropped it to the floor along with his shirt.
Gwenyth pulled his arm with the cast up and wrapped it in layers of plastic.
Edison just looked at her calmly.
She had a lot of tricks up her sleeve to avoid helping him shower.
"Aren't you here to take care of me?"
"But not to help you take a bath."
Edison was not embarrassed, but she would be.
Layers of plastic wrap were wrapped tightly around Edison's cat on his left arm.
Gwenyth took the towels and washcloths out of the cupboard and placed them where Edison could see and reach them, "There shouldn't be anything else you need my help with.
"I can't rub my back."
"Oh," said Gwenyth, turning to walk out the door.
"I said I can't rub my back."
He said with emphasis, "Stay. Help me with this."
"You're really not ashamed."
"..."
Gwenyth left quickly, closing the bathroom door behind her.
She went into the guest room next door, which was large and spacious and had its own bathroom.
It was probably bigger than the place she and her family lived in now. Yet it was only a guest room, and Edison's room was even larger than this one.
She opened the closet and found a lot of dresses hanging with the tags still on. They were all new.
She looked down and found a row of high heels on the bottom shelf of the closet. She crouched down and picked up a few pairs. They were all size six and a half. He had these shoes bought in her size.
She put the shoes down and stood up. She flipped through the dresses in the closet and luckily found nightgowns.
She took off one nightgown and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
After washing the sweat off her body, she felt so relaxed that she dried her hair a little with a towel. She stood in front of the mirror and opened a cabinet near the sink. There were all the toiletries and brand new skin care products.
She brushed her teeth and washed her face. After applying some toner to her face and rubbing her hair a little again with a towel, she walked calmly out of the room and fell onto the soft bed.
The mattress was thick and soft. After sleeping too long on the hard bed at home, she felt like she was on a bed of fluffy cotton. She felt comfortable both physically and mentally, but she never fell asleep.
When she heard the faint sound of footsteps in the hallway, she got up alertly, got out of bed, and walked briskly to the door. Then she locked it.
Edison had just passed the guest room and then heard the sound of the door locking from inside.
He stopped for a second and looked at Gwenyth's door. Then he walked on with a grim expression on his face.
What did that woman take him for?
Did she think he was a beast?
With his hand injured, he didn't want to hurt her.
He snorted with disdain, went downstairs to the kitchen, and took a bottle of water from the fridge.
He found that he couldn't unscrew the cap with one hand, so he took the water and marched upstairs to the door of Gwenyth's room.
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