When the Contract Marriage Ended, He Stayed

Chapter 94: Who’s Seducing Whom?

The two remained locked in a stalemate until Hazel Hawthorne couldn’t take it anymore and looked away from Aiden Xavier. She was stunned. When his dark, bright eyes met hers, she felt as if he could see right through to the secrets of her heart.

Aiden Xavier, however, remained expressionless. She couldn’t see through him, and this feeling of being at his mercy made Hazel Hawthorne deeply uncomfortable. She couldn’t say she was a genius, especially not compared to him, but she wasn’t stupid, either. It was just that, when it came to sheer intellect, she probably couldn’t hold a candle to Aiden Xavier.

"I’m going to take a shower. Make yourself at home." In a fluster, Hazel Hawthorne grabbed her clothes from the side and rushed into the bathroom. Only by getting away from Aiden Xavier could she truly relax. She slipped out of her clothes and turned on the showerhead.

The sound of the rushing water isolated them from each other. Even while showering, Hazel Hawthorne didn’t forget to lock the bathroom door from the inside. It wasn’t that she was worried Aiden Xavier would suddenly burst in; it was a subconscious action born from her distrust of him.

Or rather, she didn’t trust men at all. After witnessing firsthand how her mother had given her heart to the wrong person, Hazel Hawthorne found it hard to believe true love even existed in this world. In her eyes, all men were heartbreakers and philanderers.

Wasting emotions on a man was the most foolish thing a woman could do. Not only would it not bring happiness, but it could very well destroy it. A person’s life was full of infinite possibilities, and Hazel Hawthorne believed that as long as she stayed away from men, her life would be peaceful and joyous.

At least she wouldn’t have to experience the betrayal, sorrow, and disappointment that came with love.

Hazel Hawthorne was so lost in her own world that she lost track of how long she’d been showering. It wasn’t until she heard a knock on the door that she was jolted back to reality. Outside, Aiden Xavier’s deep, husky voice rang out, startling Hazel so much that she shot up from the bathtub.

Her naked reflection in the mirror, illuminated by the light, revealed skin that seemed even fairer than usual. An uncontrollable blush spread across Hazel Hawthorne’s cheeks, as if she had applied blush. Her entire being radiated a rosy-white glow, looking utterly alluring.

"Hazel Hawthorne?" Aiden Xavier thought she hadn’t heard him, so he raised his voice and called her name again. When he still got no response, he continued, "If you don’t answer, I’m coming in. Did you pass out in there?"

splashed cold water on her cheeks and quickly replied, "I’m fine, I’m fine! I’ll be right

bathroom door cracked open, and a fair, slender arm reached out. Hazel Hawthorne said in a small, embarrassed voice, "I grabbed the wrong clothes. Can you get them for

wrong clothes; she had even forgotten her bath towel outside. She couldn’t come out at

to

grabbed the wrong ones," Hazel Hawthorne said, forced to raise

again. Hazel Hawthorne knew then that he was messing with her on purpose. He had clearly heard everything but was pretending he

perfectly straight face, showing no sign that he was teasing her. This left Hazel Hawthorne fuming with nowhere to vent

then said through gritted teeth, "Aiden Xavier, please get my clothes

obediently went to get her clothes. When he handed them to her, he saw her hand snatch back

in the bathroom, could hear it. But there was nothing she could do about him. She couldn’t possibly stay in the bathroom

be wronged. That was Hazel

facade of a perfect gentleman. It was an act that might fool a naive little girl, but a mature woman like Hazel would never believe he

a wolf in sheep’s clothing, yet he insists on pretending to be a gentleman in front

shot toward Hazel Hawthorne, and she

her, now turned to face Hazel Hawthorne directly, his question cold. Hazel had just insulted him, so she

Hazel Hawthorne had been in the bathroom for nearly an hour. No wonder Aiden Xavier had been worried

still dripping. A drop of water from the tip of a strand trickled slowly down her long neck, seeming to linger deliberately at her collar for

visual impact this scene had on Aiden Xavier. Without makeup, Hazel looked even