She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 750

Preston naturally noticed her little reaction.

Reflected in his eyes, Melanie's stunning silhouette seemed to flush red.

The two of them stayed like that—one inside the bathroom, one outside.

The rustling of fabric sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet bedroom.

Even though she wasn't the one showering, Melanie inexplicably felt hot, as if the air around her was thick with steam.

She fanned herself with a hand.

The splashing of water echoed in her ears, a clear sign that Preston was washing up.

With her back to the bathroom, she listened to the shower for a while before snapping her head back to take a peek.

The bathroom in this themed suite was separated from the bedroom by a sliding screen.

Initially, the screen had been left open, offering a full view of the rose-petal-filled tub and the shower.

But now, the screen had been pulled shut, completely blocking the bathroom from the bedroom.

"Tch!" Melanie scoffed under her breath.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before. Does he have to hide it that well?"

Just as she casually muttered her complaint, the sound of water stopped.

Right before Preston could slide the screen open, it clattered open right in front of him.

Their eyes met, and Preston froze.

He hadn't expected Melanie to open the screen from the outside first.

Melanie was also stunned to see him.

Then her gaze swept downward over his body.

What she hadn't anticipated was that instead of putting on a robe, Preston was wearing only a towel wrapped low around his waist. His upper body was completely bare, glistening with drops of water that clung to his well-defined abs.

Her cheeks instantly burned.

"Don't think I'll fall for it just because you're trying to seduce me with your looks."

Hearing this, a faint, bitter smile touched Preston's lips.

"You misunderstand. There are only towels in here, no robes."

He pointed back into the bathroom.

Her beautiful face magnified in his vision.

Preston couldn't help but widen his eyes.

She was so close that their noses were almost touching.

It was an incredibly intimate distance.

If anyone else had been in the room, they would have assumed the two were about to kiss.

However, Preston could tell that the way she looked at him right now lacked any romantic tension.

It was a look of pure scrutiny.

As if she was meticulously verifying his identity.

Time seemed to freeze.

The room was completely silent.

The air between them steadily heated up.

After what felt like an eternity, he heard her ask, "So... how did the birthmark on your face disappear?"