Jon shook his head with a sigh and returned to sit on the bed.
Dressed only in a white shirt underneath, the white formal attire he had on earlier was taken off. After sitting for a bit, Jon suddenly stood up and walked towards the large wardrobe embedded in the wall.
Having a man wait outside while he showered always felt unsettling.
Titus Zane hurried through the shower, wrapped his long hair in a towel, and came out wearing a bathrobe.
Seeing the man leaning against the bedhead scrolling on his phone, Titus Zane immediately exploded with a roar.
"Jon, whose clothes are you wearing!"
On her large bed, Jon was leisurely leaning against soft pillows, looking at something on his mobile phone, adorned in a cream-colored, ink-stained plum silk robe, revealing his hairy legs.
Titus Zane recognized it; that was her robe!
