"Uh, no need, I can take them back and wash them myself!" What a joke, having her take off her underwear and let him wash them?
Just the thought of him handling her underwear made Scarlett feel she couldn't accept it.
However, Maxwell Saxon insisted, "They'll be dry soon."
This man, why couldn't he read the room? Didn't he see she was embarrassed?
Scarlett shook her head vehemently like a rattle and refused him once more, "Really, no need, I'll take them back to wash."
"Alright then." After Scarlett's repeated refusals, Maxwell finally conceded, "Dinner is ready, come and eat."
With that, he carried two plates into the dining room.
Scarlett followed him to the dining room.
On the black glass table were three dishes and two bowls of white rice porridge.
The porridge was thick and creamy, with large and shiny grains, looking quite appetizing.
