Chapter 65

Margaret quickly checked on me. "Oh my, Ms. Lambert, I think it's better if you stop washing. Hurry and wash your hands so you can accompany Mr. Zook to watch the television." Then, she winked at me. Tristan came because of the sound from earlier. Margaret quickly pushed me toward him. "Mr. Zook, hurry and bring Ms. Lambert out. This rough work isn't suitable for her." When Margaret pushed me, I accidentally fell into his arms. I felt embarrassed. I thought Margaret had shoved me too hard. Tristan caught me and looked at my wet clothes. He pulled me out and said, "Go change into something clean." I hummed in a dazed manner before I obediently went to change my clothes. When I was done, Tristan was already sitting on a couch watching the news. I stood there awkwardly before I moved and sat on a couch not too far from him. Honestly, Tristan wasn't cold and distant as expected. On the contrary, he was quite similar to Charles—both gave me a brother figure vibe. However, I had n