Due to the embarrassing incident, Claudia cut her bath time short and stepped out soon.

Swiftly grabbing her phone from the table, she dashed to the bed and fired off a text to Aurora.

“Why is there a set of sexy underwear in my suitcase?"

Upon seeing the text, Aurora, fresh from her own shower, arched an eyebrow and responded, "I snuck it in there! You two rarely get to escape, so why not make the most of it? Mr. Dreskin practically declared his love for you on Twitter. Doesn't that thrill you?"

“Humph! I'm going to sleep! Good night!" Claudia responded.

Bennett caught sight of Claudia, who was perched on the edge of the bed, engrossed in her phone. From his vantage point, her flushed ears were unmistakable.

His eyes shifted. Rising from the sofa, he announced, “I'm off for a shower."

"Alright." Still feeling self-conscious about the lingerie, Claudia threw a shy glance over her shoulder.

As soon as she heard the bathroom door shut, she dashed to her suitcase. She pulled out the Lingerie that Aurora had snuck in, rolled it up, and unceremoniously tossed it into the trash can.

Staring at the trash can's lid, she felt a Lingering unease.

Her eyes darted around the room until they Landed on a small gift bag provided by the hotel near the entrance.

Making a quick decision, she strode over, emptied the bag, and returned to the trash can.

She retrieved the lingerie, placed it in the gift bag, squished it a few times for good measure, and discarded it once more.

With that done, Claudia finally felt at ease.

When Bennett emerged from the shower, he found Claudia engrossed in her phone, a look of contentment replacing her earlier shyness.

Raising an eyebrow, he queried, “What has captured your attention, Mrs. Dreskin?"

Claudia looked up, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Just scrolling through Twitter."

Twitter was abuzz with compliments about how well she and Bennett matched, and it Lifted her spirits.

Bennett took a seat next to her, and Claudia sensed the mattress dip beside her. She threw him a sideways glance, almost instinctively.

Bennett had just emerged from the shower, carrying the same fresh scent of shower gel that Claudia herself had used.

The stark difference? The man was Like a heat source. As he neared her, a warm mist seemed to envelop her

Caught staring at the collar of his robe, Claudia found herself involuntarily swallowing.

When she lifted her gaze, she caught a subtle smile in Bennett's eyes.

Feeling self-conscious, she gestured towards his damp hair and nervously questioned, “You didn't dry your hair, did you?"