Anita didn't expect the door to suddenly open, especially since Owen was only wearing a white bathrobe that revealed a lot of skin. His hair must have just been washed and was dripping water.
"It's… it's okay." Anita hadn't expected Owen to open the door in such attire, and for a moment, she didn't know where to look. She even forgot why she was here. She just swallowed nervously.
"You showered? Why didn't you blow your hair?" Owen said to Anita, who had been looking down at the ground.
"Ah… I forgot." Anita listened to Owen and reached out to touch her hair. As expected, her hand was wet.
Owen reached out and pulled Anita toward his room. "I have a hairdryer here. Blow dry your hair first."
"Um… okay." Anita was pulled into the room by Owen. It was only when the hairdryer blew on her head that she realized why she was here.
