Sure, it happened before, but that was when she was out of her mind. The situation now was totally different.
With her back to Jared, Agnes realized there was nothing in the bathroom she could cover herself with.
She was like a startled cat, growling angrily, "Jared, out!"
Jared found her anger utterly adorable.
Agnes had naturally fair skin, and at that moment, she looked like a ripe peach. Jared was even beginning to miss the feel of her skin.
Jared's gaze deepened. He was worried he wouldn't be able to control himself if this went on, but it wasn't the time.
Jared backed out, and Agnes quickly said, "Put the clothes here."
Jared put down the clothes with a slight smile.
After Agnes had dressed, she stayed inside for a while before coming out.
Jared was on the balcony, making a call. He saw Agnes glaring at him when he came in after hanging up.
Before Jared could open his mouth, Agnes blurted out, "Pervert!"
Jared laughed. He had lived for over twenty years, yet this was the first time he had been called a pervert.
Jared said, "If someone comes out of the bathroom naked, then who's the real pervert?"
Agnes said, "Can't you knock first when you come in? That's basic manners."
"Agnes, do I need to knock in my own bedroom? I had no idea you'd be...so bold!"
Agnes didn't know how to react to Jared's smile.
Jared laughed and said, "Let's not dwell on this. We're a couple; it's normal. If you still feel upset, next time after a shower, I can walk out naked for you."
Agnes was speechless and started to pack up, ready to leave.
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