Scarlett's POV I stared at him with wide eyes, my hands desperately clutching onto his as he tried to pull off my towel. "Please, don't," I pleaded, fear coursing through my veins. I couldn't bear the thought of being naked in front of this stranger."Let go of my hands, Scarlett," he commanded in a cold tone, but I refused to release my grip. "I can bath myself, I swear. I minute, please...." I begged for a moment to bathe myself, hoping to salvage some dignity."There's no point in hiding your body from me, Scarlett. Remember, you are the mother of my future child," he remarked before letting go of my towel and walking away. I felt humiliated, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. If only I could find my despicable parents and unleash my fury upon them.As the bathroom door closed, I loosened my towel, relieved to find that I was still wearing my black skirt and singlet. A sigh escaped my lips. However, my singlet was translucent, and if he was the one who covered me with the t
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