Chapter 36 So Grandma Won't Oppose My Marriage to Camelia

Gregory's expression changed instantly when he heard the thud from the bathroom. He shot up from his chair and quickly headed to the bathroom. He pounded on the door, calling out, "Veronica!" When he heard Veronica's muffled groan, Gregory immediately opened the door and rushed inside. The sight before him made his eyes widen, and his throat tightened. Veronica was sprawled on the floor, completely exposed. Her soft curves, the gentle slope of her chest, and her long, slender legs were laid bare before him. The shock of his sudden entrance made Veronica forget the pain. Her face went pale as she screamed, "Ah!" Gregory's breath hitched. He hurriedly snatched a large towel from the rack and flung it toward her. It landed with perfect precision, draping over her and shielding her from his gaze. "I'll get the housekeeper," Gregory said in a hoarse voice. He averted his eyes, turned on his heel, and exited the bathroom. Still lying on the floor, Veronica bit her lip and squeezed he