CHAPTER 17

Charlotte's POV

I picked myself off the ground and watched Asher walk away without another word. I was still in shock; he let me use his bathroom.

Maybe he didn't hate me as much as I thought he did. I shrugged and dusted my clothes. I picked up my bags and decided to head straight to his room. I walked to Asher's room and knocked gently on the door. I stood there for some seconds, and there was no answer. I knocked again, this time louder than the last, and waited, but there was still no reply. Annoyed and feeling uncomfortable, I pushed the door open impatiently, and the room was empty.

"Thank the goddess," I mumbled. Asher must have left to give me some space. At least he had a little decency in him and respect for women. I walked to the other side of the gigantic room where the door leading to the bathroom was. Pushing the door open, I was in awe. The bathroom looked like heaven on its own.

The bathroom was like something from a fancy hotel, with gleaming marble floors and counter