The Substitute Ex-Wife: Seeking a Divorce - Chapter 44

Chapter 44 Blowing Hair

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Anita didn’t expect the door to suddenly open, especially since Owen was only wearing a white bathrobe that revealed a lot of skin. His hair must have just been washed and was dripping water.
“It’s… it’s okay.” Anita hadn’t expected Owen to open the door in such attire, and for a moment, she didn’t know where to look. She even forgot why she was here. She just swallowed nervously.
“You showered? Why didn’t you blow your hair?” Owen said to Anita, who had been looking down at the ground.

“Ah… I forgot.” Anita listened to Owen and reached out to touch her hair. As expected, her hand was wet.

Owen reached out and pulled Anita toward his room. “I have a hairdryer here. Blow dry your hair first.”

“Um… okay.” Anita was pulled into the room by Owen. It was only when the hairdryer blew on her head that she realized why she was here.

“Owen, I want to tell you something. Are you angry? I didn’t mean anything else with what I just said. Don’t think too much about it,” Anita said as she reached out and pulled Owen.

“Weill talk about it later. Let’s dry your hair first.” The hairdryer was loud, and Owen couldn’t hear what Anita was saying. He just saw her red lips moving, and the scent of the shower gel on Anita’s body was also
emitting. It was the delicious scent of peaches.

Owen was wearing a bathrobe that revealed a lot of skin. He felt hot. Maybe the heat from the hairdryer had reached him, too. Otherwise, why would he feel so hot?

Anita lowered her head slightly. She could feel Owen’s fingers touching her head gently. It was strange. She had to blow dry her hair every day, but why didn’t she feel that drying her hair was such a pleasant thing
before?

The warm wind from the hairdryer blew between the two of them. Anita felt that the temperature in the room was really high. “Don’t you… feel that the room seems a little hot?”
“I think so.” Her hair was almost dry when Owen turned off the hairdryer.

“Why is your face so red?” Owen put the hairdryer away and turned to see Anita with a flushed face.

“Really? I don’t know.” Anita just felt a little hot. She didn’t expect her face to blush. She quickly fanned her cheeks.

Owen thought Anita looked cute like this. He picked up two towels and wet them before placing them beside her cheek. “Use this to lower the temperature faster.”

“Thank you.” Anita looked at Owen, who was so close to her when applying a towel to her. He had long eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and large eyes. At that moment, she had to admit that Owen was really too
attractive.

“Anita, can I kiss you?” Owen thought maybe it was because he had drunk some wine today. He must have gotten a little carried away. Coupled with the way Anita had been staring at him, he finally couldn’t help but say
that.

“L… I’m going back to my room.” Anita didn’t expect Owen to say this suddenly, and she was so nervous she didn’t know what to say.

Owen looked at Anita, who was walking towards the door. He reached out, took her hand, and kissed her.

It was this feeling. It was really as good as he had imagined. It was even better than the kiss at the wedding today. Owen couldn’t help but hug Anita tighter and deepen the kiss.
Anita could feel the hands around her constantly tightening, and they were moving towards the bed. Anita could think of what would happen next, but Anita didn’t want to struggle.
Bang bang bang bang… Someone was knocking on the door of the room again and again.

“Someone knocked?” Owen finally said when he heard the incessant knocking.

“Yes, I think so. It can’t be Mom and Dad, right? Go,” Anita said while looking at Owen, who had suddenly let go of her.

“Owen,” Zoey said happily as Owen came to open the door.

Owen didn’t expect to see Zoey knocking on the door. He instinctively frowned. “Zoey, it’s so late. Why are you here?”

“Owen, I… I came to apologize to you. I’m going home tomorrow,” Zoey immediately said aggrievedly when she saw that Owen was clearly not in a good mood.

“Yes, I understand. Be safe when you get back tomorrow. It’s too late. Go back to your room,” Owen said while trying to ease his expression.

“Owen, are you not feeling well? You don’t look well,” Zoey said with concern and reached out to touch Owen’s forehead.

“Zoey, I’m fine. Go back and rest.” Owen stopped Zoey’s outstretched hand. He knew he sounded upset, but anyone who was suddenly interrupted wouldn’t look happy.

Zoey saw that Owen’s expression looked even more unpleasant, so she had to lower her hand sheepishly. “Good night, then. I’ll go back first.”

“Yeah.” Owen watched Zoey turn and leave before closing the door..