After Stella had shooed Clarence away, she held Noah in her arms, and as she had coaxed him for a while, Noah became sleepy. He barely opened his eyes a few times before falling asleep in Stella's arms.

Stella gently put him to bed and tucked him in.

She opened the bedroom door and looked in, not finding Clarence.

Another wave of sleepiness hit her.

Stella yawned and took her clothes into the bathroom, with the door ajar.

She was just halfway through when the bathroom door was pushed open.

Clarence's voice came, "Is he asleep?"

Stella nodded, "You believe me now."

Clarence smiled and pushed open the glass door to the shower.

Stella was speechless.

She quickly pushed the door back again, "You lecher!"

Clarence stood outside and looked at the figure behind the blurred glass as he leaned against the wall. He folded his arms around his chest and said calmly, "How am I a lecher for looking at my wife?"

Stella didn't bother with him. She just wanted to wash the bubbles off her head and get out.

Clarence added, "We've been here two days. Are you getting used to it?"

With water flowing, Stella slurred, "There's nothing to 'get used to'. It's not like I've never been here before ..."

Clarence spoke slowly, "Now that you're used to it, isn't it time you changed the way of addressing people?"

Stella turned off the water, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body, then pulled open the door to the bathroom, "Change what?"

Clarence reached out, pulled her into his arms, and lowered his voice, "What do you think?"

"Wh-what?"

Stella put her hands against his chest and kept her distance from him, "I just took a shower. Don't you ..."

"Then take another shower with me."

With that, Stella was pulled into the bathroom by him again.

She gently pounded on his chest and whispered, "Stop it. Ms. Anderson is right next door."

Clarence nibbled on her ear, and his voice was hoarse, "You still call her Ms. Anderson?"

Stella felt her ears tingling, which were reddened already.

She knew what Clarence had just meant by that.

Stella stammered but could find no other excuse.

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