Chapter 13

Morgan had already left the bathroom; she only wrapped a towel around her waist and let her wet hair drip with the water from shampooing earlier.

"Sir, let me help you." Jessica suppressed her nervousness as much as possible so she could see Morgan's wound.

"I'm on my own!" She was still upset with Jessica, who thought she was suicidal.

"Let me help you, sir." Jessica braved Morgan and grabbed a small towel to dry her wet hair.

He was confused about how to reach Mr Morgan's head.

"Oh, that!" She saw the short chair in the dressing room and pulled it out.

It turned out to be heavy because Jessica had never done any heavy work, so pulling a chair like that was difficult for her.

Morgan, who saw that, could only chuckle in annoyance. That woman is so hard to tell.

"Stop troubling yourself! I've got this!" Morgan said, taking the small towel and wiping her hair.

Jessica could only look down, feeling guilty for hurting Mr Morgan.

Moreover, he saw the bruises on Mr Morgan's back. As for Mr