Chapter 84 Sleep After Your Hair Is Dried

I felt a lot warmer, and Curtis wrapped me with a towel before carrying me out of the bathroom. He assisted me in putting on my clothes as I sat on the lounge chair, and he even used the towel to dry my hair. The atmosphere was blanketed in a pin drop silence since no one had the intention to speak. I closed my eyes and leaned against the chair as fatigue started to encroach on me again. “Don’t fall asleep yet. Let me dry your hair first.” Curtis voiced out, his anger mostly quelled. I kept quiet as I closed my eyes to take a nap. A moment later, the noise of a hairdryer reached my ears. That scene was as lovely as a painting. It was so beautiful to the extent where it felt unrealistic. “Julia!” The hair dryer stopped as Curtis called me. I opened my eyes and looked at him dazedly because I was a little tired. Curtis carried me in his arms, and he uttered in a very low voice, “Let’s go downstairs!” His words were not meant for negotiation. Before I could react, Curtis had alre