Inside the bathtub

The atmosphere in the car was filled with an uncomfortable silence as Rowan and David made their way back to the mansion. Neither of them uttered a word to each other. Rowan couldn't help but wonder if David was upset because she had been conversing with another man. However, she quickly dismissed the thought, reminding herself that she wasn't Flora, the love of his life.

"This is Rowan, not Flora. This is me, not his devil incarnate sweet potatoes," Rowan thought to herself, savoring the sweet scent of David's cologne that she had missed dearly.

Her cheeks flushed as the memory of Flora's expression when David declared that he would take Rowan home resurfaced in her mind. Flora had attempted to intervene, considering she had arrived in Richard's car. But David's unexpected possessiveness had surprised even Rowan, almost making her feel like a cherished lover. Although it wasn't the case, Rowan found herself relishing in his attention.

"I can't allow her to drive herself home. All the