Chapter 28 Too Damn Embarrassing

Amelia cursed herself in her heart. What kind of nonsense thoughts were these? The first time she lost her virginity, she also ended up with a baby in her belly, and her peaceful life turned into one where she couldn't even dare to go home. Where was her luck?

She pushed away all the chaotic thoughts in her mind so that she could think normally again.

"Can you help me get his autographed photo?"

Amelia's eyes shimmered, looking at Damien with anticipation.

Damien turned his head, his voice deep and firm.

"No, I can't."

Amelia's face was filled with disappointment, but she still wanted to fight for it a little longer.

"Mr. Kingsley, you..."

However, Damien directly turned over and faced away from Amelia.

"I’m really tired, going to sleep."

Amelia looked at his back, feeling a little hurt, but when she thought about how he had to go to work every day and must be tired, she could only swallow her words and slowly turn over, closing her eyes.

She had been very sleepy these past few days, and she was the first to fall asleep.

When Damien heard her even breathing, he turned his head and glanced at her, sighing softly. He then changed his position to lie on his back and fell asleep.

Amelia, being quite awake today, but like before, Damien had already gotten up early and wasn't there when she woke up.

Amelia sat up and, after becoming more alert, she seemed to hear some noise coming from the bathroom. She immediately got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom, her footsteps light because she wasn't wearing slippers.

She stood at the bathroom door and carefully listened. There were indeed the sounds of rushing water. Was Mr. Kingsley not gone? Was he taking a shower?

Before she had a chance to go back to bed, the bathroom door opened.

Damien had a white towel wrapped around his waist, and his perfectly toned body was displayed right in front of Amelia.

Especially since she was shorter than Damien's shoulders, their eyes met, as he caught her looking at the place she shouldn't have been looking at. She widened her eyes in shock and quickly retreated, but without shoes on, her feet slipped and she fell backward.

"Ah!"

Amelia's first reaction was to protect her belly. She tightly held her stomach with both hands and closed her eyes tightly.

Damien's face also changed drastically. He quickly reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her into his arms.

Unfortunately, Amelia was scared just now, and her hands were randomly trying to grab onto something to stabilize herself. As a result, she ended up pulling down on the wrong place. Even though there was a towel in between, she still felt a strong impact.

Damien let out a muffled groan, his arms that were holding onto Amelia tightened, and his entire body became tense.

Amelia didn't feel any pain. She slowly opened her eyes and then...

Upon seeing Damien's unparalleled handsome face, "Oh my god, huff..." She let out a long breath, touching her own stomach, and then finally feeling as if her other hand...

Amelia's face suddenly turned red, and then she seemed greatly startled, frantically letting go and escaping from Damien's embrace.

Afraid that she would fall again, Damien firmly grabbed onto her arm, his voice deep and hoarse.

"Be careful," he said.

Amelia's head almost lowered down to the ground; she felt as if she should be struck by lightning now. What had she just done?

"What's wrong?"

Ms. Linda hurriedly rushed in, and upon seeing the situation in the room, her expression changed and she quickly turned away.

"I heard Amelia calling just now, is everything alright?"

Damien didn't look at Ms. Linda; instead, he looked at Amelia's feet. He noticed that this little girl was very disobedient and forgetful, and she was not wearing slippers either.

Amelia was beyond embarrassed. Upon hearing Ms. Linda's question, she quickly replied, "Oh, it's nothing. Please go back to your business."

Ms. Linda quickly left, but as she reached the door, she couldn't help but turn back and wonder whether she should inform the lady of Amelia's presence. Seeing young master in this condition, it seemed like he was going to take a forceful approach.

How could one be forceful with a soft and tender girl? That would only make her dislike him. If Amelia ended up hating him, then young master would have little hope.

Inside the room, Amelia tried her best to break free from Damien's grip, but Damien held onto her and didn't let go.

"It was dangerous just now. You need to be mindful of your safety," he said, bending down as if to embrace her. Amelia quickly stepped back.

"No need, I'll go back on my own. Really, no need," she said.

Seeing her resistance, Damien raised his brow slightly and let go of Amelia. He watched as she quickly ran back to the bed and covered her head with the blanket.

Damien took a deep breath, lowered his head to look at his own body. Did he startle her just now? Why did she react like that?

He went back into the bathroom and quickly closed the door.

Amelia hid under the blanket, her face as red as a shrimp. Oh dear, she had never been this embarrassed in her life. What had she actually touched just now?

Amelia covered her face. She really didn't want to go out and face anyone. This was too embarrassing, and it was Mr. Kingsley, such a serious Mr. Kingsley, whom she offended.

She wanted to wait for Mr. Kingsley to leave before coming out from under the blanket. She needed to calm herself down; otherwise, she really wanted to find a hole to hide in.

But she waited for a long time, sweating all over, and Damien still hadn't left. Moreover, she could hear the sound of water, as if he had gone back to the bathroom for a shower again.

This realization made Amelia start to speculate again. He had already showered, so why was he showering again? Was it because she... touched him? But she only touched him through the clothes. Oh, what was she thinking! Where is the towel? It's not dirty, is it?

She couldn't figure it out and could only continue to endure.

As the sweat flows more and more, her nose, forehead, and even her body are covered in sweat. Damien still hasn't come out, and Amelia even heard some other sounds.

But she couldn't hear clearly, and with her head feeling dizzy from the heat, she couldn't take it any longer. She pulled the blanket down and took deep breaths.

"Ah..."

She touched her face and felt a layer of sweat. Her whole face was hot, and she was truly suffocating.

"Mmm!"

A voice came from the bathroom. This time, the voice seemed louder and despite trying to restrain himself, it drowned out the sound of water. Amelia heard it clearly.

Her face, which had just recovered, suddenly turned red again. Okay, she finally understood why Mr. Kingsley went to take a shower again.

Upon hearing the sound of the bathroom door being twisted, Amelia quickly pulled up the blanket and hid herself. This was too embarrassing; they couldn't meet again.

But who knew that it seemed like only she felt embarrassed? Mr. Kingsley himself didn't feel it at all, or he thought she couldn't hear him.

He was still wrapped in a towel and walked to the bedside, reaching out to pull Amelia's blanket.

"Aren't you suffocating inside? Come out quickly."

Amelia held onto the blanket tightly.

"I'm not suffocating, I won't come out."

Damien frowned, took a look, lifted a corner of the blanket from the side, and then lowered his head to look at her.

The two of them, one inside the blanket and one outside, stared at each other for a while. When Amelia loosened her grip, Damien pulled the blanket away.