171 Bad Rex

"Rex?" 

Rex turned to look at the door. It wasn't closed, so he heard Celestine's voice. He got out of the shower and took a bathrobe from a hanger before heading out. 

No one was inside his room when he came out, which means Celestine had gone to the sitting room. However, before he could walk to the door, it was pushed open from the other side and her beautiful face filled with worry was all that came to view. 

"Hi," Rex said soullessly with a slight hoarseness in his voice. He left the door ajar and walked back to the room.

Celestine entered and closed the door behind her. "Hey, your house looks beautiful." She didn't know what to say. The young man standing in front of the mirror right now was a different version of Rex. 

"Mn," he replied and took the hairdryer.