NovelEnglishChapter 167 There was a cry of alarm.
Before Tiffany could react, she felt a heavy object hit her leg, followed by her clothes getting soaked.
The entire bowl of soup had spilled all over her.
Kelly hurriedly brought a clean towel and began to wipe her clothes. "Are you alright, Tiffany? It's all my fault for being careless." Tiffany took the towel. "I'm fine." Although Kelly said it wasn't intentional, Tiffany felt that it was. There was plenty of space beside her, but Kelly chose to place the soup right beside her. How could it not be intentional? Kelly also deliberately asked Teresa to stay and cook. She did it intentionally to let everyone see and embarrass her.
"Fortunately, the soup has cooled down a bit, so it's not too hot." No one knew if Kelly was consoling herself or Tiffany.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing Tiffany's soaked clothes, Kelly said, "Your clothes are all dirty. Lettake you upstairs to clean up." Having a whole bowl of soup spilled on her was indeed terrible. It was greasy and there was a strong smell of vegetables. It was necessary to deal with it.
So Tiffany stood up and followed Kelly upstairs.
"You can clean up here while I get you a set of clothes." Tiffany wanted to decline, but Kelly had already left.
She returned with a clean set of clothes a minute or two later. "I've put the clothes on top of the closet for you. Take off your dirty clothes and take a shower. I'll wash your clothes in the washing machine and have them dried for you. It'll be quick." Tiffany looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn't go out in her current state. So she nodded in agreement.
After handing her clothes to Kelly, Tiffany closed the bathroom door and quickly took a shower.
When she put on the set of clothes brought by Kelly, she realized something was wrong.
There was only one shirt, and it was oversized.
Tiffany glanced at the size tag, only to find it was a men's size. Perhaps Kelly made a mistake in her haste and brought the wrong one.
But then, didn't this shirt belong to Vincent? Tiffany grabbed the shirt, not knowing what to do for a moment.
At that moment, there was a commotion outside the door, followed by a knock. Then, Vincent's voice cthrough. "Who's in there?" Tiffany remained silent. She was too scared to make a sound.
"Kelly?" Vincent asked.
Tiffany still didn't dare to make a sound. How could she explain why she was there and why she had taken a bath in his bathroom? Fortunately, the person outside didn't linger. Upon hearing that there was no response, he left.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe heard the sound of the door closing and guessed that he had gone out.
Tiffany dared not hesitate any longer. She put on the white shirt and then opened the ed the bathroom door. Just as she peeked out, a figure walked out from the side. Vincent saw her and squinted slightly. "Tiffany?" Tiffany froze, wanting to retract her head into the bathroom. But as soon as she moved, Vincent reached out and blocked the door frame.
He stood in front of her, looking down at her from above. At this moment, over. The Tiffany was slightly bent over.
neckline of the shirt was too large, and he could just see a hint of something from that angle.
Perhaps because he was already feverish, he felt all the blood rushing to his head upon seeing this scene. He felt his nose heat up began to flow down. "Mr. Lewis!" Tiffany exclaimed.
But the next moment, Vincent grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the bathroom.
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