Chapter 470: How Their Day Was Supposed to End

Damien checked the time on his watch as he pushed the door open to his bedroom—it was almost two in the morning, and Katherine wasn't in his bed where he left her earlier. His brows instantly knitted and he scanned the room for traces of her but found nothing. "Katherine?" he called upon entering and closing the door behind him.

Just as he headed to the bathroom, she stepped out of it with nothing but a towel on, her hair was still damp that small droplets of water wet her shoulders. "Hi…" she smiled.

"What are you doing up? You should be sleeping." He approached her and his gaze lingered on her exposed skin—the fold of the towel sat above her cleavage.

"I suddenly felt uncomfortable, so I took a cold shower…"

Sighing, he grabbed a small towel from the bathroom behind her and started to gently dry her hair. "It's almost winter. You shouldn't be taking cold showers at this time. You'll get sick."

"I needed one. I had to clear my head."