To keep his mind upied, he found himself muttering, “I know I’m not good with words, and I’m not the smoothest guy.


    I’ll pick up some tips from Nathan on this trip.


    Whatever you want, I’ll do everything I can to make it happen.


    Could you… please stop being mad at me?”


    As the mist rose around her, Jennifer appeared tranquil in the bathtub, her lips asionally pursing as if she were having a sweet dream.


    Hilliard’s heart skipped a beat as he was tempted by the endearing sight Jennifer was disying.


    He steadied his nerves and assisted Jennifer with her bath.


    A half-hourter, Hilliard, now soaked through his clothes, decided it was his turn for a shower.


    Jennifer, only half-awake, her gaze soft and slightly blurred under her longshes, heard the sound of the shower.


    She propped herself up on her elbows, peering over the edge of the tub.


    The man under the shower, his physique impressive and skin glistening with water droplets, caught her attention.


    She admired his profile, strikingly handsome, exactly to her liking.


    An impulse to flirt crossed her mind.


    Resting her chin on her hand, she called out with a teasing tone, “You look very handsome in the shower.


    How much for a night with you?”


    Stunned, Hilliard froze under the cascade of water.


    It took him a moment to realize Jennifer was speaking to him.


    Had she really not recognized him?


    “Jennifer, can you repeat that? Who do you think I am?” he asked.


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    Still smiling seductively, Jennifer responded, “Well, I’ll stay with you all night.


    We can just chat under the quilt.


    ”


    Hilliard’s expression turned serious.


    He shut off the water and approached her, squatting by the tub.


    “You really don’t recognize me?” he asked, his voice cold.


    Jennifer, her fingertips tracing his features lightly, expressed surprise.


    “You look just like Hilliard, my fiancé.


    I couldn’t possibly cheat on him, but I feel like talking to someone…”


    Hilliard let out a sigh.


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    ”


    Jennifer’s cheeks glowed a rosy red, her smile bright yet her gaze slightly unfocused, revealing that she hadn’t yet sobered up.


    She appeared to be gossiping about someone, her expression endearing despite the mischief.


    In this moment, she was a stark contrast to the formidable businesswoman she was known as.


    “My fiancé is rich, handsome, highly educated, and intelligent.


    He’s one of the best men in the world, but he…” Jennifer paused, her frustration evident.


    “He has low emotional intelligence.


    He never seems to say the right thing and often annoys me with his words,” she confessed, her voice tinged with irritation.


    “Are you tired of him?” Hilliard inquired, his tone cautious.


    Jennifer shook her head with conviction.


    “No, I like him.


    I once pursued him for over a year.


    ”


    Relieved, Hilliard ki*sed her forehead gently and murmured, “He’s fond of you too.


    ”