"Thanks."
Ellinor had always been carefree and not one to sweat the small stuff. Taking the towel, she first wiped the water off her face, then started drying her drenched hair.
Bartlett was being a gentleman and pretty tame today, unlike the previous times when he enjoyed teasing her a bit too much.
"Ellinor, why don't you chill out here for a bit? My assistant will bring you some clothes later."
"Sounds good! Thanks, you're such a sweetheart!"
Ellinor didn't plan to keep him around. After all, a girl and a guy alone in a room might cause some raised eyebrows, especially since she's a married woman now. The last thing she wanted were unnecessary misunderstandings.
Hearing Ellinor's compliment, Bartlett chuckled, "Ellinor, if you want to thank me, you really don't need to butter me up."
"What's the matter? Can't I compliment you? Doesn't it just show your noble character of being helpful?"
"Let's drop it. I just feel like you're pulling my leg."
"I'm really grateful to you! Thanks for helping me out today because of Mr. Blanchet. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to find any clothes to change into." Ellinor said seriously.
Hearing her words, Bartlett's smile faded, and his brows furrowed slightly, "Ellinor, I didn't help you because of anyone else. I helped you because you're you. Even without considering Theo, we are friends, aren't we?"
Ellinor stared at Bartlett's handsome face, pondered for a moment, and then nodded, "Okay, I guess we are friends now! You can leave now; I need to dry off. Even among friends, we should avoid awkward situations."
With that, she pushed Bartlett towards the door.
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