Chapter 54 Are You Satisfied with What You See?
If she did something wrong, the law can punish her.
Why make her push the door open at this moment?
To let her watch a handsome man getting out of the bath?
Rebecca's mind suddenly filled with those comics she'd read before. Looking at Frederick standing at the bathroom door, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, Rebecca suddenly felt like a comic character had walked into reality.
Broad shoulders.
Narrow hips.
An inverted triangle.
Frederick had amazing body proportions.
His bare upper body perfectly showed what it meant to look slim in clothes but muscular without them.
Eight-pack abs faintly visible.
V-line barely showing.
Water droplets falling from his hair, slowly sliding down his chest.
Combined with Frederick's reserved, alluring, and cool expression, there was an obvious feeling of wanting to jump on him despite his seemingly restrained appearance - it made your blood boil.
Following the plot of those comics, the handsome character would walk over to another character who was either charmingly seductive and captivating, or equally handsome but with a gentler temperament.
Starting a wonderful night.
When Rebecca realized what nonsense she'd been thinking, she suddenly snapped back to reality.
Frederick's amused voice came from a distance, "Mrs. Windsor, are you satisfied with what you see?"
Rebecca's face immediately heated up.
"I, I..."
Rebecca belatedly realized she'd been staring at him for a long time. She quickly turned her head away, her tone embarrassed and annoyed, "Frederick, don't you have a robe? Like this, aren't you worried about being a bad influence on kids!"
Good thing she'd brought Alex home, otherwise Rebecca wouldn't even have a proper excuse to complain.
A fresh mint scent mixed with a faint sandalwood fragrance, and everything went dark before her eyes.
Rebecca instinctively turned back and saw Frederick had already changed his clothes.
The navy blue loungewear made his features look deep yet gentle.
Frederick's eyes held a hint of amusement, "How was I supposed to know you'd come in at such a perfect time?"
"You..."
In the end, she was the one in the wrong. Rebecca guiltily glared at Frederick and dove into the dressing room.
When she came out again, Frederick was already gone.
Taking a deep breath, Rebecca grabbed her pajamas and went into the bathroom.
Thinking that Frederick needed to spend time with Alex, and that she should give the father and son some alone time and space, Rebecca thoughtfully decided not to disturb them.
She ran hot water, opened her music app, and while listening to songs and wearing a face mask, Rebecca took a hot bath.
By the time she finished all her skincare steps, Rebecca looked quite pleased with herself.
Everything was just right!
Maybe by the time Frederick came back, she'd already be asleep.
Tomorrow night, she could think of another plan!
With a smile forming on her lips, Rebecca opened the door and turned around, only to freeze in place again.
On the bed, Frederick had already changed into his robe and was holding a tablet.
Looking completely ready for bed.
"You, didn't you say you were going to play with Alex?"
"We finished playing."
"That fast?"
"Mrs. Windsor..."
Frederick lit up his phone to check, "Do you know how long you were in there?"
It didn't seem that long, did it?
Half an hour bath.
20 minutes face mask.
After the mask, she lay in the tub for a mini bathroom concert, then... dried her hair, got dressed.
When the bathroom concert popped into her mind, Rebecca instantly panicked, "When did you come back?"
"Frederick, I sing really well, really..."
Before Frederick could even answer, Rebecca looked at him seriously with sincere eyes, "What you just heard... that wasn't my real level. I was just..." randomly singing whatever.
Before finishing her sentence, Rebecca couldn't keep up the act.
She kicked off her slippers hard, turned off the bedside lamp on her side, and huffily pulled back the covers, lying on the edge of the bed with her back to Frederick.
Looking at Rebecca's huffy back, Frederick fell silent.
He just wanted to tell her that she'd been in there for over an hour, so he'd already spent over an hour playing with Alex, which was long enough.
He hadn't said anything yet, and she was already angry?
Although the initial reason was that she thought her singing wasn't good and she'd embarrassed herself in front of him, he hadn't looked down on her, had he?
"Rebecca?"
With amusement in his eyes, Frederick turned to look at Rebecca, "I have something to tell you."
Her back stiffened, but Rebecca didn't move.
She just wished she could close her eyes and open them again to find it was morning, and that she and Frederick had both tactfully forgotten this awkward moment.
The next instant, she felt the mattress beside her sink down.
Thinking he was coming to make her turn around, Rebecca startled and instinctively turned.
When her lips brushed across Frederick's cheek and then landed on his lips, Rebecca heard her own heartbeat pounding like a drum.