If Karen Joy Kyle's feelings for him were not of a romantic nature, she would learn of her true feelings in the future... By then, she would definitely leave him.
Thinking that she might leave him, Nathaniel Cooper felt that he could not breathe. He didn't want to let her go, and he wouldn't let her go.
However, if she stayed with him, she would be sad...
Then would he let go?
He didn't know!
"Brother Lionel..." Karen Joy, who was wearing pajamas and drying her wet, long hair with a towel, walked over to him and said, "There is also a bathroom in the guest room. You should shower too. I'll find you a clean, new set of clothes to change in."
"Silly girl, go back to your room and sleep." This silly girl, she certainly didn't know how attractive she was to him now, and he was getting a little turned on.
If it weren't for his self-control, he would have pounced on her already. But she trusted him so much that she didn't realize this danger.
"Brother Lionel..." What should she do? She really wanted to hear Brother Lionel sing a lullaby for her.
"What's wrong?" He asked patiently. At the same time, he took the towel from her hand and helped her dry her hair. "Where's the hairdryer?"
"It's in the bathroom."
"Okay, sit down." He made her sit down and went to the bathroom to get the hairdryer.
Her hair was long and black, and her hair was luscious. Her hair suited her elegant yet tenacious personality.
"Brother Lionel, after I grew up, no one ever has helped me blow my hair except my mother. You are really nice to me, just like my mother." When she was young, her father often helped her with her hair and often made braids for her. Later, when she grew up, her father slowly neglected her.
Hearing her words, Nathaniel's hand, which was holding the hairdryer, became slightly stiff. What he wanted to be this girl's heart. He wanted her to fall in love with him, not relate him to her mother.
"Brother Lionel..." How could Brother Lionel be so kind to her?
She was always a very happy child, and Brother Lionel was good to her, which made her feel like she had the whole world.
"Hmm?" Nathaniel picked her hair up and blew it carefully.
"Brother Lionel, do you know? You definitely don't know."
"Don't know what?"
"Forget it, I'll tell you later." She wanted to be his bride, but he had a fiancee. She couldn't say that.
Nathaniel was silent.
None of them spoke again for a long time, leaving only the sound of the hairdryer in the room.
Time passed by slowly. By the time Nathaniel dried her hair, she had fallen asleep on his lap.
When she was asleep, she would purse her lips from time to time. She had this little habit since she was a child, but it had not changed for so many years.
"Karen..." He gently called her name. It was very soft, but Karen Joy, who was already asleep, gently responded to him.
"Brother Lionel..." She moved slightly. She was still asleep, but her body responded to his familiar voice.
"I'll carry you back to your room to sleep. Don't be afraid. Okay?"
"Mm."
After Nathaniel told her that, he took her back to the room.
He glanced around her room and saw that she still had the same style and like all these years. The arrangement was simple and spacious, but also very warm.
It was the same feeling she gave him.
He put her on her bed, pulled the quilt over her, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to touch her face. "Karen..."
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