Rufus' POV:
My first response was to go out and find a maid to help Crystal, but she refused. She grasped my hand, not allowing me to leave.
"No, I don't like strangers looking at my body. It feels weird. Since you're my mate, you bathe me. Why do you want a maid to help?" she pouted and said. "Is it that you're tired of my body and don't even want to see it?"
It took me a long time to formulate an appropriate answer. "Since you've lost your memory, technically, I'm a stranger to you."
"That's not the same! The maid is the maid, and you are you. Not only are you my mate, but you're also my son's father. Arron looks so similar to you. You're surely his father." Crystal was smart enough to have a valid argument with me. "Anyway, I trust you. For Arron's sake, I would prefer if you help me bathe. We're mates, so we have nothing to be embarrassed about."
Crystal's justification made me realize that being her son's father was more important than being her mate.
I couldn't argue. As our son was already born, even though I had no memory of what had happened between us in the past, helping her bathe now was not a big deal.
"Have you reached a decision? You've been pondering about it for so long. Why? Did you lie to me? Are you not my mate?" Crystal leaned forward and eyed me suspiciously.
My eyebrows twitched. Guilt weighed me down as I lifted her into my arms and said, "I'm taking you to
the bathroom."
My sudden action startled Crystal. She wrapped her arms around my neck and mumbled, "Humph! I had to provoke you to make a move."
I was rendered speechless. Crystal knew how to influence me.
Fine! It was just a bath. I would just treat it as bathing a kitten.
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