Chapter 447 Improper

Hannah didn't know what the problem was.

She turned the showerhead on again, but only a stream of cold water came out.

Feeling helpless, she quickly wrapped herself in a bath towel and went to the next room.

The door was quickly opened after her knock.

It seemed that Darren had just finished taking a shower. There was a towel wrapped around his waist. He revealed a strong and muscular upper body.

His usual neat hair was wet and clinging to his scalp. There were water droplets flowing down the contours of his face.

His sword-like eyebrows, dark eyes, and broad chest were fatal to Hannah.

She maintained her smile although she was sighing inwardly.

Her unhesitant and unapologetic gaze landed on him as she said, "Mr. Winchester, the showerhead in my room is broken. May I use your bathroom?"

Her eyes showed pure admiration.

However, Darren felt that his blood was rushing through his veins.

It was as if Hannah's gaze was a spark. Wherever her gaze wandered, it ignited a wave of f