Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children novel Chapter 445

Chapter 445 

Adina took the hair dryer and came down before she noticed that Duke was staring at her with his dark and profound eyes. 

She pursed her lips and calmly said, “Mr. Winters, are you taking a shower? I’ll go out and blow dry my hair.” 

Duke suppressed the heat that was about to erupt from his body. “Your hair’s too long. Let me help you blow dry your hair,” he softly said in his deep voice. 

Adina passed the hair dryer to him before she obediently sat in a chair. 

Duke ran his fingers through her hair and gently dried it. 

His blow-drying technique was not professional , but he was very gentle, as though he was worried that he would hurt her. He protected every strand of hair carefully. 

Adina pursed her lips. 

She suddenly felt like she was being vicious by testing the man like that. 

If this man really had any unwarranted thoughts toward her, did that mean she could criticize and deny him on the high ground of morality? 

Adina felt discouraged. 

A test like this turned out to be quite uninteresting. 

She stood up abruptly and calmly said, “I better do it myself.” 

Duke suffered great psychological distress with every second he blew dry her hair. It took all of his will to restrain himself from doing anything too far to her. 

He passed the hair dryer back to her. “You do it yourself then.” 

After that, he turned around and left the bathroom. Then, he stood on the balcony and kept breathing deeply. 

Finally, the sound of the hairdryer in the bathroom stopped. He heard Adina’s footsteps, followed by the subtle sounds of a blanket being turned over. 

Harold happily said, “Mel, I’ll untie your hair for you. I’ll be very gentle. I won’t hurt you. Come on, let me take you to your room. George, Dad, and I prepared it for you!” 

Melody cheerfully went to the third floor with Harold. All their rooms were on the third floor. 

Alden stood in the corridor and slowly walked to the master bedroom. He stood outside the door and listened for a while. It was really quiet inside, so his mom should have fallen asleep. 

“Don’t worry. Dad won’t bully Mommy.” 

George stood behind him. He extended his hand and said, “Come on, I’ll bring you to your room.” 

Alden took a look at George’s hand that was extended toward him, but he did not stretch out his own hand. He pursed his lips and silently walked to the third floor. 

As George walked, he said, “Dad personally decorated your room and Mel’s, while Hal and I set up the decorations. Look, do you like it?” 

He pushed open the room door and motioned Alden to enter