True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 1958 The Four Children Of The Jones Family, Gary Smith (Part 733)

Gary was the first to notice the wrinkles and mud stains on Ernest and Leah's shirts. He burst into laughter right away.

They were startled by his laughter and frowned as they turned to him.

Ernest then followed suit and burst into laughter.

That was because Gary's clothes were wrinkled too. His buttons were even done up wrongly. It was definitely not Gary's usual style.

Gary lowered his head and looked at himself. His laughter dried up abruptly.

The four of them looked at each other in increasing embarrassment.

They exchanged looks and then laughed. Celeste's face went bright red as she took note of her appearance.

Not only were her clothes dirty there was also a leaf stuck in between her hair.

Needless to say, it was obvious what they did.

Gary and Celeste looked way worse than Ernest and Leah now that they were standing in the well-lit living room.

Celeste immediately lowered her head to cover up her embarrassment.

The butler seemed to be a little surprised at their appearances, he gasped, "Why are you all looking like this? Did you fall in the mountain?"

They were a little startled at his words but none of them answered.

The butler was still concerned. "Should I ask the doctor over and check if there are any injuries?"

Celeste's head dipped lower and lower.

Noticing Celeste's reaction, Gary immediately shot the butler a sharp glance. "We didn't fall. Go and prepare some warm soup for us. It's too cold to hike in the winter."

The butler was confused at his sharp tone but still quickly replied, "Sure, Master Gary. I'll be right back."

In fact, the butler had the warm soup prepared as soon as Gary asked the driver to pick them up from the top of the mountain.

At that time, the butler could only sigh at the fact that these youngsters insisted on going for a hike even in the middle of a winter night. He was already a little frightened at the idea. And look! They came back in such a sorry state!

The butler gave them a meaningful look before walking away.

The four of them exchanged glances then without saying a word, all went back to their rooms to get changed.

Celeste glared sorrowfully at Gary as soon as they returned to their room.

Gary smiled at her reaction. "It's okay. No one will say anything about this."

"It's all your fault." Celeste took off her coat quickly.

Who knew that under the coat, the leggings inside were even more embarrassing.

It was stained with his traces. She was startled for a moment before her cheeks started burning again when she remembered how those stains got there.

Gary followed Celeste's gaze and was also startled. He then chuckled. "I'll wash your clothes for you. Go take a hot shower now or you'll catch a cold." Celeste pouted and was a little reluctant. Eventually, she swallowed her embarrassment and ran to the bathroom.

The door slammed shut.

Gary looked at the door and shook his head with a sigh. "I wasn't the only one having fun, yet this was somehow all my fault. Are all women like this?" Looking at the tightly shut door, Gary hesitated for a moment before walking over and knocking on the door.

He knocked for a while before he heard an annoyed voice say, "Leave me alone!"

"I don't want to bother you either." Gary felt wronged. "Celeste, I'm cold too. Can we shower together?"

Celeste paused for a moment then shouted, "Who wants to shower with you? Go away!"

"But I'm feeling so cold." Gary was sure Celeste couldn't bear to ignore his request. He continued saying, "Celeste, I'm cold. I've been feeling cold ever since we left the mountain. Can't you share the hot shower with me and keep me warm?"

"You're cold? It's more like you're boiling with lust!" Celeste shouted from inside, "I won't trust your words anymore. We always end up taking longer in the shower."

He would always fail to restrain himself and they would end up having to shower again.

She thought that they would be sharing a romantic moment alone at the top of the mountain that night, yet they ended up getting intimate instead.

Celeste felt like if they continued on like that, she would be stuck in the shower for most of the day.

She had to stay away from him, at least for that night.

Gary forced a smile upon hearing that.

He just wanted to get out of his dirty clothes and for once wasn't thinking of anything else.

However, Celeste refused to believe his words. Gary could grimace in remorse.

She was scared of him.

"I promise I just want to get out of these dirty clothes and take a shower," Gary continued to persuade.

"Wait in line then if that's the only thing you want to do," Celeste said resolutely.

She stopped responding to whatever Gary said next.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom. Gary shook his head and gave up trying to convince her.

He glanced at himself and decided to just grab another set of clothes before heading to the bathroom in one of the other guest rooms.

Celeste didn't take too long in the shower. She didn't want Gary to catch a cold either. She stepped out quickly in her bathrobe.

However, she didn't see Gary when she walked

out. "Gary?"

No one answered.

Celeste was a little suspicious. Where did Gary go?

She didn't have the time to think about it. She quickly changed her clothes and dried her hair. If Gary still hadn't returned after she was done, she would head downstairs to look for him. Before her hair was dried, Gary had already come back, walking in with a bathrobe over his freshly showered body.

Celeste turned around and noticed that his hair was still dripping wet too.

Celeste switched off the hairdryer and asked, "Did you shower elsewhere?"

Gary nodded with an aggrieved expression. "I had no choice but to go to the guest room since you didn't let me join you. It was really cold and I didn't like being in my dirty clothes for so long. But then, just to make myself clear, I wasn't planning on doing anything to you in the shower. I'm a little hurt that you wouldn't believe me."

His expression was so sad as he said that.

Others might even mistake him for an innocent guy.

It was as if Celeste had wrongly accused him.

Others might not know how Gary was, but Celeste knew him well.

It had been more than half a year since their first night in London.

Apart from the time where she was pregnant and had a miscarriage, he never went easy on her at all.

He had never held back his feelings and desire for her.

Yet, he was there claiming innocence. Celeste found it hilarious.

She ignored him and turned on the hairdryer again.

Seeing that Celeste ignored him, Gary walked over and sat down beside her. Gary took in a deep breath and the scent of her shampoo teased his nose.

It was so sweet.

Celeste glanced at him. His hair was still dripping wet.

She turned the hairdryer around and started to blow dry his hair.

Gary stilled for a moment and then laughed.

His expression was too smug, right?

Celeste became speechless.

She didn't want him to catch a cold.

Her slender fingers brushed his hair, giving it a gentle yet ticklish comb.

Gary smiled and hugged Celeste's waist.

She froze for a moment then gently patted him on the shoulder and said, "Behave yourself."

"It's just a hug." Gary buried his face in her chest and said in a muffled voice, "Don't be so stingy."

"I can't help you blow-dry your hair like this." Celeste turned off the hairdryer and looked down at his head.

His hair was thick and luscious.

It was obvious that he had a healthy scalp.

"This is the best position for you to blow my hair," Gary retorted, his voice muffled in her chest.

Celeste was dumbfounded at his stubbornness.

She waited for a while but Gary didn't let go of her.

Celeste had no choice but to turn on the hairdryer again.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long to dry his hair.

"It's done," Celeste said, "Let me go now. I want to have some warm soup. Go get it for me from downstairs. I don't feel like heading out."

"That's easy. I'll just ask them to send it up to us,"

Gary said.

Gary let go of Celeste and called the butler on his phone, "Send the soup up."

"Sure, Master Gary. We will send it up in a minute," the butler replied.

A minute later, the butler arrived at their door with a tray. There were two bowls of warm soup on the tray.

The chef followed behind him with a tray with some snacks and fruits. They all looked delicate and nutritious.

It was healthy.