Chapter 1099 Feeling Sick about Hair
Next to him was Lucas, who also had a disdainful look on his face.
What's wrong with them in the middle of the night?
Alivia was confused by the scene in front of her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Before Bert could speak, Lucas couldn't wait to complain, " Ms. Graves, Mr. Harper insisted on taking a shower first,
but I want to take a shower first. I'm sleepy and want to sleep!"
Alivia's eyelid twitched. Though she maintained a polite smile on her face, her mind was in chaos. So, they were
arguing over who gets to bathe first?
Why make such a fuss about it?
Though she couldn't understand the intricacies between the adult and the child, she patiently tried to reason with
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe man in his thirties, "You're an adult. Why are you acting like a child? Let Lucas go first if he wants to."
Hearing Alivia's words, Lucas felt emboldened. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking fearless.
Bert's face grew darker, "I have some personal distastes."
"What?" Alivia thought she misheard, "You have..."
"I don't like seeing fallen hair. It makes me uncomfortable."
It was the first time Alivia had heard such a reason, and for a moment, she didn't know how to respond.
Her eyes wandered around and suddenly fell on the bathroom in her room. An idea struck her, "I haven't taken a
bath yet. Why don't you use my bathroom, and I'll go with Lucas to your room. Is that okay?"
Bert glanced at Lucas, who had already sided with Alivia. He wore a grim expression but didn't say anything as he
went into her room.
Alivia breathed a sigh of relief, taking Lucas back to Bert's room. After setting the water temperature in the
bathroom, she let the child take a bath.
Listening to the sound of rushing water, Alivia sat in the small living room outside the master bedroom. After all,
Lucas was seven or eight years old, and she needed to pay attention to something.
Bert had booked a suite, and there was a small bed outside with his pajamas laid out on it. It was clear he intended
to let the child sleep on the big bed.
The man was truly caring about Lucas. He was busy most of the time, but he specially made time to come back and
accompany Lucas because the child's mother had been away for a long time. Yet, they argued over such a trivial
matter as bathing.
Alivia thought about the scene outside the door a moment ago, and she couldn't help but find it amusing and
helpless. Suddenly, she wasn't sure what kind of person Bert really was.
Previously, she only saw the complex and dark side of this man, but now she realized he could also be so childlike.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter about fifteen minutes, Lucas finished bathing and came out, his not-too-long-not-too-short hair still dripping
with water. Alivia quickly took the hairdryer from the side and started drying his hair for him.
"You're so nice to me, Ms. Graves," Lucas looked at her, his big eyes full of innocence.
Alivia smiled gently and helped him dry the water droplets that fell on his body, "You are so cute that I am so fond
of you. Everyone likes you."
"Then, Ms. Graves, do you like Mr. Harper?" Lucas suddenly asked, but it was not the first time he had asked this
question. He seemed to be very persistent about this question.
Alivia looked into his bright black eyes and sensed the earnestness in his gaze. She decided not to give vague
answers this time; she shouldn't always beat around the bush with the child.
So, she thought seriously about the question and gave an uncertain but cautious answer, "I... should like him, I
guess."
Honestly, even she herself was somewhat unsure of her feelings toward Bert. Let alone explain it clearly to Lucas.