Thinking about the various excuses the rascal outside the door might use to come in, Helen Melendy couldn't help but laugh.
Even though she's lost nine years of memory, she believes that during those nine years, she must have seen Harry Hall in this kind of situation quite a bit.
Hmm, it's a bit of an honor.
After taking a shower, she was about to change her clothes when she realized she had been carried into the bathroom by Harry Hall, without bringing any clothes to change into.
The towel wasn't hung too high, and at this moment, it barely managed to wrap around her.
She rubbed her temples with a slight headache.
Even though they were husband and wife, the thought of appearing in front of Harry Hall half-dressed still made her blush.
Now she had to ask him for help.
After a bit of hesitation, she shouted towards the outside of the bathroom, saying:
"Honey!"
"I'm here."
The voice came through right against the bathroom door.
Helen Melendy: "..."
