"Dirk Carter! I never expected you to be such a person!"
Hearing Braulio Golding's accusation.
Mona was also furious.
With hands on her hips, she scolded Dirk Carter.
"No, no... I didn't do it on purpose, I... I thought he... she was a man..."
Dirk gulped and explained.
"Even so, you should have knocked, right? Knocking is basic courtesy."
Braulio, wrapped in a towel, walked out of the bathroom.
Dirk didn't know how to defend himself.
After all, he had indeed knocked on the door, and from his perspective, a man entering another man's room didn't require such fuss.
"Alright, I was wrong."
Dirk shook his head.
He turned to apologize to Braulio, then left sullenly.
"What kind of person is he, no different from Brent Lowell and those hooligans..."
Even though Dirk had already left.
Braulio continued to grumble.
Mona angrily said, "Enough! He's your lifesaver, even if he looked at you a few times, it won't cost you anything!"
Braulio was stunned.
