Bring Your A Game

Bring Your A Game Mr Chapter 497

Let Me Sleep on the Floor

Elise treated his injury in a rough manner. When she was dressing his wound, she looked up and saw him smiling, which in turn made her grit her teeth menacingly.

Maybe I shouldn’t have saved this irritating man. He nearly died, yet he’s able to laugh. I wonder what could make him put away his frivolous attitude.

After putting on the last piece of plaster, Elise tossed the remaining ones into the medical kit, then rose up and clapped her hands. “I’m done bandaging your wound. You may now get lost and return to your own room.”

Kenneth sat up on the couch, slowly buttoning his shirt as he replied roguishly, “I can leave, but if I do and my wound becomes inflamed and I die out there, I’ll still come back to knock on your door. If you wish to experience again how it feels like to be woken up from your sleep, I don’t mind leaving.”

She turned to face him, her gaze freezing. “Kenneth Bailey, have you ever heard of the phrase called ‘biting the hand that feeds you’?”

“What if I have? Or what if I haven’t?” He looked up at her with a weak smile. Under the lights, he seemed feeble but he was still good-looking.

“What you are doing now is exactly like that phrase. I’ve saved you, but you are not going to let me have a good night’s sleep,” Elise growled in a cold tone with her arms folded across her chest.

“I swear that I want to stay simply because I want you to be able to sleep peacefully. If I were to leave now and those who were chasing after me find me, I doubt that the problem you would be facing would be as simple as not having a good night’s sleep.” In all honesty, his explanation sounded logical.

Elise’s gaze flicked from his face then to the door, and she decided that he had a point. “You can stay, but you’d better be good and stay in the living room. Otherwise, I’ll throw you out of the room regardless of whether there are killers out there.”

Kenneth shrugged, not taking her words seriously.

Elise then darted a look in his direction and saw a blanket on the couch, so she returned to her room at ease.

After she had switched off the light and was about to get on her bed, she saw Kenneth’s figure standing by the door of her room.

“What are you trying to pull off now?” she growled impatiently through gritted teeth.

responded, “The couch is too small and I’ll hurt my wound further if I sleep with my legs curled up. Since you have offered

that, he supported himself by holding onto the edge of the bed and sat on the carpet without waiting for

you have a death wish?!” Elise warned

she said, he raised a hand and showed her the blood on it while uttering with an innocent expression,

mind, but the words

a concession. You’d better not have any funny plans. I’m a light

Sinclair, I’ll remember everything that you said. I dare not forget

him and was not bothered to fight him on this. Her back facing him, she pulled the duvet over herself and shut her

against him, she was paying

pain at first, but he slowly became quiet and she soon heard

her guard down and

fallen into a hot spring, whereby her whole body was enveloped in warmth. It still remained even after

opened her eyes. After a few seconds of grogginess, she saw a large hand that was placed on her. She instantly turned to her side and before the owner of the hand could react, she kicked

been woken up due to her kick or the fall. Holding his injury, he clambered up, his

bed, he had deliberately rubbed his hand on his shirt to stain it with blood. However, at this moment, his

that he was enduring the pain, Elise softened for a moment but she

jerk who takes a mile when

quiet and left the

the bathroom, Kenneth was seen

Please leave immediately.” Elise asked him

Kenneth raised his head and looked at her. “I’ve ordered breakfast. Let’s eat before I

now have two choices. First, leave on

to continue pestering

to his ear. A few seconds later, he calmly said, “I understand. I’ll be back right

in disappointment before raising his

in his sight alone was able to ease the pain. She was his medicine, his cure even, so he was reluctant to