Became A Queen After divorce

Sam, of course, had noticed someone breaking into his territory.

He was sure it was Pearl because Giana definitely didn’t have the courage to intrude into his bedroom.

Once he noticed Miss Pearl, she no longer hid her presence and began openly appreciating the male form.

Through the glass door, Sam could feel her rogue-like hot gaze.

This feeling was more awkward and unsettling than when she vomited all over him in the car just now.

Sam’s face turned ashen, and he sneezed unexpectedly.

“I never thought Miss Pearl had a voyeuristic penchant for watching men bathe. Why don’t you just come in and see more clearly.”

“What penchant?”

Miss Pearl touched her nose speechlessly and confidently said, “You don’t close the door while showering just for others to see?”

“If I don’t look, how would I know that your figure is so good? Besides, I think you were happy when I praised you earlier.”

Remember, she might not be willing to look if it were someone else, so he should be thankful for her appreciation.

Sam thought Cheyenne was already shameless enough, but he didn’t expect there to be someone even more shameless in the world.

Helplessly, he turned off the tap, grabbed a towel, and quickly dried off the water on his body.

Outside the door, Pearl was surprised by the sudden silence inside.

“Could he have fainted from being in the shower too long?”

“Hey, Sam… are you okay?”

Just as Miss Pearl brought her ear to the door to hear any movement inside, the door suddenly opened, almost causing her to fall.

At the same moment, a slender figure appeared in front of her.

“Scared me, what’s wrong with you? You open the door without a word.”

While patting her chest, Pearl looked up at the man.

At just one glance, she was stunned.

Sam was shirtless, his wet black hair dripping water, which slid over his skin.

Pearl swallowed her saliva, feeling a bit thirsty at the vivid scene before her.

“Give you three seconds to get out, otherwise, face the consequences!”

His tone was not friendly, but rather threatening, which stirred up a sense of rebellion in Pearl.

Instead of leaving, she provocatively approached him until Sam had no choice but to lean against the wall.

She seemed petite in front of Sam.

She had to tiptoe, raise her chin, and look up at him.

“Oh yeah? What can you do if I don’t leave? What dare you do to me?”

He looked down at the woman in a cold, distant way, seemingly fully aware of her ignorance.

Did she think he wouldn’t dare touch her?

“Do you want to find out?”

Seeing his seemingly smiling but actually intimidating expression, Pearl suddenly felt a bit scared.

If he was angry like before, she might have gotten used to it, but his sly smile hinted otherwise.

“What do you want to do? I warn you not to do anything inappropriate, or else I’ll have my dad fire you.”

“Inappropriate? Hmph, aren’t you the one being inappropriate?”

Which woman would follow a man to the door while he was bathing, it was simply shameless!

To cover up her own guilt, Pearl reluctantly withdrew her hand and came up with a lame excuse.

“I want to take a shower!”

“Yes, my dress is dirty and I’m covered in sweat. Since you’ve finished your shower, now it’s my turn.”

With that, she lowered her head and slipped under Sam’s armpit, stepping into the bathroom.

“No! This is my private bathroom, go home to shower!”

Upon realizing her intention, Sam reached out to stop her, but the latter was as agile as an eel.

His fingertip only touched a piece of her skirt, but she had quickly entered the bathroom and locked the door.

Soon, a blurry figure was reflected on the glass door, revealing her alluring curves, as she was about to undress while inside his bathroom, causing Sam a pang of heartache as if his personal sanctuary was being defiled.

Knock knock knock-

The urgent knocking sounded, and Sam yelled her name loudly from outside.

“Pearl, come out quickly, don’t dirty my bathroom.”

“And… don’t touch my clothes and toiletries, you’re so out of line.”

However, the person inside seemed undisturbed, even humming a song in a good mood.

The melodious tune, accompanied by the sound of water, could even be heard by the housemaid standing in the hallway.

She looked surprised as she saw Mr. Hurst standing at the bathroom door.

Mr. Hurst’s bathroom was actually occupied by a stranger, which was quite astonishing considering his cleanliness obsession.

The bathroom needed to be cleaned three times a day to keep it spotless, and the cleaners had to wear shoe covers and gloves.

It seemed the villa would welcome a mistress.

Giana was about to retreat when, at that moment, the glass door opened slightly, and a slender white arm extended out.

“Hey, I didn’t bring clothes, lend me one of your shirts.”

“No!”

Sam immediately refused without hesitation.

Having occupied his bathroom, she now wanted to wear his clothes? Not in a million years!

Miss Pearl pouted, showing her dissatisfaction, and coquettishly muttered.

“Oh, don’t be so stingy. It’s just a piece of clothing, do you want me to come out and get it myself?”

“It’s not impossible. I saw your body just now, so I’ll return the favor and let you have a look.”

As she spoke, she really opened the door.

Sam caught a glimpse of an embarrassing sight that made his face turn red.

Hastily turning his body, he avoided looking at her.

“Wait here, I’ll go find one for you!”

This statement sounded somewhat reluctant, but fearing that she might injure his eyes again, Sam had no choice but to compromise.

However, there was only Giana, who was nearly forty years old and a three-year-old girl in the mansion.

There was no clothing suitable for Miss Pearl among them.

After some thought, he decided to let the maid, Giana, find one of her own clothes for Miss Pearl to wear.

Obeying, Giana left the room.

When she returned, she carried a traditional Tondende outfit.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

The light yellow chiffon robe matched with a pea-green silk long skirt, adorned with dark embroidered flowers, looked fresh and elegant.

This outfit was the first gift Giana’s crush gave her when she was a young girl.

She cherished it and had kept it until now because she couldn’t bear to wear it.

It was also her best piece of clothing among all she had.

After looking at the outfit, Sam turned and left the room, leaving only one sentence behind.

“Take it in and give it to her, I’ll wait outside.”

“Okay.”