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"What are you doing?"
When Horton spoke from behind her, Halle was startled. Her hand trembled from exhaustion, and then the pills fell into the washstand.
At the door of the bathroom, Horton stared at her.
His eyes weren't full of affection or anger. Instead, he looked at her calmly. The gold-rimmed glasses reflected the light, so Halle couldn't tell how he felt.
Halle pursed her lips and said nervously, "Why do you suddenly come over?" She did not get ready for that and was startled.
He draped in the gray bathrobe casually, revealing his fair chest and abs. Halle then blushed.
"Do you want to take a shower? I'm done. I'm going out now."
Halle was about to rush out of the bathroom, but Horton stood still without any intention of letting her go.
Halle frowned and looked up at his straight face.
"What's wrong?"
"Why did you do this?"
Horton got closer to her face and tightened his grip on her shoulder. It hurt a little, so Halle frowned.
