Chapter 195 Change Dressing

Edgar had not mentioned going out of the room since he gained consciousness.

He asked slowly, “Shouldn’t it be time for me to change my dressing?”

Change dressing?

Jean frowned hard. He wasn’t fit to change his dressing himself.

Jean took out his medicine and some gauze from the drawer. Then, she just stood there quietly.

Edgar turned toward her and said, “What are you waiting for?”

He seemed ready.

Jean raised her hands. “I don’t know how. I can help you hold up a mirror and you can…”

But before she could finish her words, she could feel his stare turn icy cold.

“Weren’t you good in everything when you were nursing Ben Ludwig in the hospital?”

She is saying she didn’t know how when it comes to him?

Edgar’s stare turned icier from jealousy.

Jean muttered something inaudibly. Then she walked over and said, “Well, don’t move then. I’m telling you that I’m quite a rough person, don’t you shout if it hurts.”

Edgar kept quiet and let her change his dressing.

Although Jean said that she would be rough, she was still quite gentle, especially when she saw Edgar’s fresh wound after taking the dressing off. She froze a few seconds at its sight.

If he hadn’t protected her at that time, she would have suffered from this injury.

Moreover, she lived alone. So she would have to change her dressing alone in front of the mirror. It would be a sad sight.

She reapplied medicine on his wound and dressed the wound once more.

“Done.”

She let go of him. Just as she turned around to leave, she bumped into the cup of coffee on the table.

‘Crash.’

coffee spilled all

time, so the coffee did not spill on her but it spilled all over the man behind

aroma of coffee filled

coughed lightly and smiled. “Your coffee is pretty

grabbed the woman in front of him, who was trying to escape. “I can’t change

head and your elbow is hurt. It’s not like you can’t take care

him. She did not want

covered Edgar’s almost perfect face. He moved his arms slowly, as if he was in

her teeth

to herself that she was helping Edgar because

wouldn’t care, even if

tanned and smooth skin appeared before her eyes. But Jean was focused on helping Edgar change. She did not think about anything

she was helping him button up his shirt, their distance

lips as

that her heart

button the

shirt, turned around

nowhere else for her

side of the bed. The corners of his lips curled upwards. He quickly buttoned up his shirt. His wound indeed hurt, and it was prone to

about the wound

his room, he wouldn’t have done

frowned. He picked up his phone and quickly sent

came out of the bathroom, Edgar continued to

isn’t anyone here to repair the door yet?” Jean frowned hard as she

the bed

her chin with both hands. She thought, perhaps he didn’t like to be locked

that Edgar was observing her. He was watching her side profile and could

Susan passed them their food, she said, “The locksmith is arriving

up

knew what she was thinking. He

be patient. He will be done soon.” Susan spoke through the door. If Edgar hadn’t sent her the text message and told her to open the door, she would have postponed

locksmith repaired the

Jean’s face

Was she that happy?

so excited to get away from

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