Chapter 630

Even though the bathroom was well-sealed, Willow felt uneasy knowing that Ian was in the same suite. "Mr. Nightingale, could you kindly go to the living room momentarily? I'd like to take a bath." "Willow, I'm already in the living room." She was dumbfounded when she heard his response. He was in the suite's living room, but she meant the living room outside the suite. "Maybe I should go to the bathroom downstairs to bathe." With that, Willow grabbed her clothes and was ready to head to the public bathroom downstairs. "What are you scared of?" Ian set down his newspaper and stared at her with his deep, penetrating gaze. "Willow, I'm not one to creep on women showering." She didn't think of him like that, but she was just uncomfortable with his presence. He had implied that if she insisted on going downstairs to bathe, it would be as if she were accusing him of having bad intentions. As Willow was caught in a dilemma, an idea struck her. She immediately said, "I'm dirty.