Stefan placed Adie on a bed, then Renee laid Tiffany down beside him.
Stefan's clothes were wet and smelly, so he instinctively took them off and started wiping himself with a towel. Renee gently tucked the two children in bed.
When she turned around, she saw Stefan standing there, wearing nothing but underwear.
She staggered back in shock, her eyes bulging as she stammered, "W-What are you doing?" "T'm just changing my clothes!" Stefan said innocently.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"My clothes are wet, and if I wear wet clothes, I could get rheumatism." "Ugh!" Renee turned around.
"Don't you have clean clothes? Put them on now.
It's unsightly." Stefan smirked at the sight of Renee blushing, and said indifferently, "I don't think so.
I've been working out, so I'm sure my body doesn't look that bad." Renee gripped the bedsheets and opened her mouth to argue, but couldn't find the words.
She knew that Stefan could easily fluster her, and if she argued with him, he would easily trap her.
It was best if she kept quiet.
"Til go take a bath.
Helpget my clothes!" Stefan called out as he headed to the bathroom.
"You want me...
to get your clothes for you?" Renee asked indignantly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe had never been on his yacht before, so she didn't know where he kept his clothes. Unfortunately, he had already entered the bathroom and turned on the faucet... Looks like she had to help him find his clothes.
The yacht was quite large, and was equipped with a bedroom, dining room, and lounge. Renee looked around the room, but the only thing she found was a dark blue night robe.
"Forget it.
He can just wear this!" Renee grumbled, feeling mentally exhausted.
After a while, the tap in the bathroom turned off, and Stefan's low voice called out hoarsely, "I'm done.
Can you handmy clothes? oy "Hand you your clothes?" Renee gritted her teeth angrily.