Ainsley walked over to the bed and gestured to her. He ordered, “Sit here.”
Eloise didn't know what was happening, but under his deep gaze, she gathered her courage and sat closer to him.
Ainsley took a towel from a shelf and placed it on her head. He rubbed it gently, the fabric absorbing the moisture from her hair.
Then he dried her hair with a hairdryer, his fingers combing through the strands with an unexpected gentleness.
After her hair was dry, he said, “From now on, don’t sleep with wet hair.”
Ainsley's actions didn't make Eloise feel better.
On the contrary, she was about to go crazy because of this abnormal behavior.
She didn't know what she was going to do, but she couldn't stand his behavior like that. She would rather Ainsley treated her the same way as before. She didn'
