Don't be afraid

Zayden sighed as he looked at Alice lying in the bathtub. Alice was lying comfortably in the bathtub at that time. She was wearing a facial mask and had a glass of red wine next to her. Except for one of her gauze-wrapped feet, which was placed on the edge of the bathtub, every cell in her body was enjoying the bath. She didn’t look like an injured person in any way. “Ah! Why did you come in suddenly?” Alice slammed the towel in her hand against him. Zayden frequently used his memory loss as an excuse to do many strange things and Alice had put up with it. The towel landed on Zayden and fluttered to the floor. He burned down and picked it up before approaching Alice slowly. “Let me help you,” he said. Zayden had just finished having a meeting when Noel told him about the accident Alice had had. He rushed to the hospital and discovered that she had just left. He then quickly returned home. On the way home, he felt anxious, as if a fire was burning in his heart. Nothing could prevent him