Chapter 1669 Do Not Take It Personally

• Ashton caught the towel as it was falling and dried my hair with it. I then picked up the spoon and fed myself the rest of the soup, gulping it down eagerly although I was not hungry at all.
• Then he switched on the hairdryer and started blow-drying my hair, holding my hair with one hand while carefully maneuvering the hairdryer with the other. His reflection in the mirror seemed to show that he was completely immersed in the activity and thoroughly enjoying himself.
• I continued drinking the soup till I simply could not take another spoonful. As I lowered the flask, I peered at his reflection again, only to see that he was now smiling stupidly to himself, the way people do when they were secretly pleased about something.