Chapter 445
Haley came downstairs with a hairdryer and saw Ivan's dark eyes fixed on her.
She pursed her lips and calmly said, "Mr. Winston, are you going to take a bath? Then I'll go out and blow dry my hair."
Ivan forcefully suppressed the surging restlessness and said in a cold, deep voice, "Your hair is too long. Let me help you blow dry it."
Haley handed him the hairdryer and obediently sat on the chair.
Ivan's hands moved through her hair, and he gently blew and dried it.
His blow-drying technique wasn't very professional, but his movements were extremely gentle as if he were afraid of hurting her. He took care of every strand of hair.
Haley pursed her lips.
She suddenly felt a little despicable, using this method to test this man.
If this man really had inappropriate intentions toward her, could she morally condemn and reject him?
Haley suddenly felt a little disappointed.
This test was actually quite boring.
She suddenly got up and said softly, "I'll do it myself."
Every second that Ivan spent blow-drying her hair was a tremendous psychological torture. He had to exert all his self-restraint to keep himself from doing something too excessive to her.
He handed her the hairdryer back, saying, "Then you do it yourself."
He turned around and walked out of the bathroom, standing on the balcony, taking deep breaths.
Finally, the hairdryer stopped in the bedroom. He heard Haley's footsteps and then the faint sound of the bed sheets being turned over.
She must have gone to bed.
He would go in after she fell asleep.
Otherwise, he was really worried that he would have a nosebleed in front of her, which would be disastrous.
Haley lay on the unfamiliar large bed and couldn't sleep. She was still worried about Todd and Angela. Would these two children be able to sleep in this unfamiliar environment?
Little did she know, in the adjacent study room, Keith and Owen were watching Todd on both sides while Angela held Todd's arm. The three children finally managed to control Todd's actions.
Owen pouted and said, "Didn't we agree that if Mom called you, we would go together to open the door? But it's been so long, and Mom hasn't contacted you, which means Mom also wants to be alone with Dad. Plus, it's already late, and Mom must be asleep. Do you want to wake her up?"
Todd pursed his lips.
He felt that this logic was not right. He needed to see Mom personally to feel at ease.
Angela shook his arm and whispered, "I want to go to sleep. Can you help me take out the braids in my hair?"
Owen cheerfully said, "Angela, I'll help you with your hair. I'll be very gentle, it won't hurt you. Come on, let me take you to your room. It was prepared by me, big brother, and Dad!"
Angela happily followed Owen upstairs. Their rooms were on the third floor.
Todd stood in the corridor and slowly walked towards the main bedroom. He stood at the door for a while, and indeed, it was very quiet inside. Mom should be asleep.
"Don't worry, Dad won't bully Mom."
Keith stood behind him and reached out his hand. "Let's go. I'll take you to your room to have a look."
Todd glanced at his outstretched hand but did not extend his own. He pursed his lips and silently walked upstairs.
As they walked, Keith said, "Dad decorated your room and Angela's room. Owen and I arranged the little decorations and furnishings inside. Look, do you like it?"
He opened the door and gestured for Todd to go in.
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