Resurrecting the Genius Within

D Resurrecting the Genius Within Chapter 309 The First TYet, George merely grinned and stayed quiet.

Finished After realising that the dog shared the nJack too, Ethan wondered. Did Jack's earlier look of discontent stem from his name? It wasn't linked to his injury, right? His heart felt noticeably lighter.

Following that, George accompanied Ethan back to the school.

After a few days of not hearing from Isabelle, Danny eventually got in touch with her again and decided to skip class to pay her a visit.

To his amazement, the door was not opened by a person, but by a dog.

Danny paused, unsure if it was his booming voice, his looks falling short of the dog's liking, or his mannerisms resembling those of someone involved in dog trading.

Jack the dog was vigilant, hunkering down with sharp claws poised to attack at any instant.

"Oh, so Isabelle has a dog too.

Unaware of the seriousness of the moment, Danny tried to stroke Jack's head.

His misguided move resulted in him being pursued by the dog around the neighbourhood for three rounds, with locals hearing his shouts and curse words for the first tever.

When Isabelle finally descended the stairs, Danny was nowhere to be found.

She asked Jack the human, who had been in the living room. Jack replied, "I didn't see him." How could he have overlooked him? Isabelle had heard Danny's cry for help reverberating through the house.

Yet, Jack's actions suggested that Danny didn't actually need help. Otherwise, he wouldn't have ignored him.

At that moment, Jack the dog returned, carrying a trouser leg in its mouth.

It presented the trouser leg to Isabelle, its tail wagging furiously like a spinning fan.

Accustomed to a life of luxury, Jack the dog didn't fancy its new home, which was not as grand as its previous abode. The only thing it found joy in here was Isabelle.

As a result, it moped around for a couple of days.

This moment marked the happiest it had been since arriving at its new home.

Unfortunately, Isabelle couldn't see it, so she didn't take the trouser leg from its mouth.

It then offered the trouser leg to Jack the human. Jack glanced at it, seeing no blood on the trouser leg, and paid it no mind.

1/3 Chapter 309 The First Tstraight to Isabelle's place. This routine had persisted for four or five days in a row.

When he arrived that evening, Isabelle was in her room.

George then went upstairs to find her.

The door was left open not for Isabelle's convenience but for the case of access for Jack the dog.

Although the door was open, George still knocked before entering the room.

Finished Inside, he heard the sound of running water. As he glanced further, he noticed that the bathroom door was open. Isabelle stood bent over the sink, washing her hair.

She held the detachable showerhead to wet her hair.

A large hand reached out and took the showerhead from her, and George was already standing by her side. Isabelle released her grip on the showerhead and handed it to him.

He tested the water temperature with his hand, finding it a bit cool, so he adjusted it slightly higher. Then, he positioned his hand in front of the showerhead, allowing the water to flow over it and onto her head.

Seeing Isabelle didn't flinch or complain about the temperature, he washed her hair with a sense of relief.

It was his first twashing a girl's hair, and this intimate act made his heart race.

More meticulous and serious than signing a contract worth hundreds of millions. He was gentle and careful as he worked the shampoo through her hair.

The silky strands flowed between his fingers, and the sensation of the lather was exquisitely delicate. As he gazed at her fair, glistening nape and ears, his eyes deepened in colour.

With care, George washed away the foam, shut off the shower, and placed it back in its spot. “Finished." He then fetched a plush towel from the caband wrapped her damp hair with it. Isabelle stood tall, meeting his gaze.

With the majority of her head covered by the towel, only her delicate face remained visible. George employed his sizable hands, along with the towel, to softly dry her lengthy locks, his attention transitioning gradually from her hair to her face.

She lowered her gaze.

Watching her intently, George's actions unconsciously slowed down. The towel soaked up the majority of the water, her damp hair cascading down, her petite face hidden beneath the dense strands and towel, creating the illusion of an even tinier visage.

Slowly, his motions cto a halt entirely, his lips slightly parted, a hint of warm breath escaping between them.

He lowered himself gradually, edging closer to her.

His captivating Adam's apple bobbed quietly, George felt so jittery that his heart felt as though it might leap out of his chest, just as his lips were on the brink of touching Isabelle's forehead. Suddenly, she raised her head and locked eves with him. 2/3 08:11 Fri, 21 Jun Wa Chapter 309 The First TTheir gazes locked.

For a moment, the air seemed to stand still.

JU Finished George was caught off guard, a brief silence lingering before he pretended composure and inquired, "Can you... see clearly now?" Isabelle responded, "Much better." Not noticing any shift in her demeanour, George internally let out a sigh of relief and commented, "That's a relief."

He stood upright again and continued drying her hair, offering no justification for his earlier behaviour. Isabelle didn't ask for one either.

She observed him closely as he dried her hair, her lips pressed together slightly, her indifferent eyes. revealing En? an unreadable expression. Send Gifts X