Olivia pouted. “It’s because you’re too absorbed in your thoughts. How can you blame me?” As she spoke, she took the hair dye from his hand. “Do you want to dye your hair?”
Hector coughed awkwardly. “I was thinking if I’ll look younger after I dye my hair black.” She laughed. “You’ve lived half your life and you’re only paying attention to your appearance now? The power of love is truly great!”
He scolded her. “Don’t talk nonsense about love and all that. I just want to tidy myself up. It has nothing to do with anyone else.”
Olivia raised an eyebrow. She saw through him but did not expose him. “All right. All right. Why don’t you go to a hair salon?”
Hector felt a little embarrassed. I’ve known the people at the local salon for so many years. If I suddenly dye my hair, I don’t know what they’ll think about me. I just thought of buying some hair dye and doing it myself.”
She suppressed a smile while tilting her head. “Do you need help then?” Hector replied, “It would be even better if you help me. I’m worried I’ll end up with a weird mix of white and black hair.”
Her eyes sparkled mischievously. “In that case, wait a moment. I’ll go change my clothes.” He trusted her and changed his clothes as well. After that, he sat patiently on the chair and waited.
However, she didn’t return after a long time. Finally, when his patience was about to run out, the door creaked open. Hector frowned and complained, “You sure are slow!” “I just spent some time looking for gloves and a small bowl, which delayed me a bit.”
Hector was startled as he did not hear Olivia’s voice. He quickly turned his head and when he saw Ellen’s face, he appeared shocked and at a loss. “Why… Why are you here?”
Ellen, who was also nervous and puzzled, said, “Didn’t you ask me to come and help you dye your hair?”
He cursed inwardly at that little brat for taking matters into her own hands. However, he had to admit that although it was a bit awkward, he was quite happy to see Ellen taking the initiative to help him dye his hair.
He forced a stiff smile. “That little brat loves to boss people around. I didn’t have time to take care of myself before, but now that I’m free, Olivia said I should dye my hair. I didn’t expect her to go and find you.”
He shifted the responsibility of dyeing his hair to Olivia as if he didn’t find it awkward at all. Ellen also laughed. “It’s all right. I have free time too. Olivia just came back and was in a hurry to see her child, so I came to help you.”
As she spoke, she skillfully wore her gloves and squeezed the two different pastes into a small bowl while mixing them in the right proportions.
Hector sat upright on the chair with his hands placed on his knees. He looked visibly nervous and his heart was pounding uncontrollably. That little brat actually made someone else come and do this menial work for her.
“That’s good enough.” Ellen said, “No. We can’t have it done haphazardly, or the hair color won’t be even and it won’t look good. Don’t worry. I’ve done this before. I used to dye Master Merlin’s hair.”
She carefully combed the paste onto his hair with a comb. Hector had a mirror in front of him. He could clearly see her reflection.
She lowered her head while looking focused, with a gentle expression. She was careful and earnest in her actions. Olivia was right; others hadn’t realized how great she was. Their gazes coincidentally met in the mirror, and Ellen instinctively looked away.
Hector didn’t fare much better. His eyes flashed with a momentary panic. He tried to divert the conversation. “Should I shave my beard as well? Will that make me look younger?”
She smiled as she looked at him and lightly hummed in assent.
