Shelly showered swiftly and got changed, before hurrying outside to find Hayden waiting in the hall.

Spotting her, Hayden pushed the fruit platter toward her.

"They serve us fruits here, too?" Shelly asked. Her cheeks were flushed from her hot shower.

"There are snacks, too."

"Fruits will be fine." Shelly took a bite of a piece of apple and glanced at Hayden's hand. She then set her fork down and grabbed his hand. "Your plaster is wet. Let me change it for you."

She left the fruit platter behind and proceeded to drag Hayden out of the hammam.

After Shelly and Hayden left, the women's area became lively with chatter.

"Did you notice? Ms. Taylor had a scar on her abdomen." One female employee initiated the conversation.

"What scar? I didn't see it. I only noticed her great figure."

"I didn't see it either... Wasn't she covering herself with a towel? Her figure is indeed good, though. Her waist is so slim! I envy her!"

"You guys aren't married and don't have children,