Natalie felt a strong urge to slap him.

I don’t need a mirror to tell me I look filthy right now. It’s not like he is in better shape, so why should he act all disgusted?

“Take off your jacket. I want to dry it over the fire.”

Smiling, Sean replied, “How can I take off my jacket in this state?”

She suddenly remembered that both his arms were dislocated. Oh right, he can’t move them at all.

“You need to undress me,” Sean continued.

She furrowed her brows as she pondered the possibility of leaving him in his wet jacket.

He piqued up, “Since you decided to save me, you should take full responsibility to ensure my survival and wellbeing. Otherwise, you should’ve left me to die in that ditch.”

“You…” Natalie stammered as her face reddened.

A smile broke out on Sean’s face at the sight of Natalie huffing in anger.

 

His expression stunned her.

past, though they were all

 

the first time she had seen a genuine smile

know what he was smiling about, but

she removed his tie and dragged it back and forth against a small stone. The stone

there, Natalie tore the tie into several strips. She lined them on the floor and

Sean asked, “What are you

trying to put splints on your arms and leg,” Natalie glanced at him and

some branches for this purpose

watched Natalie work. There was a sense of warmth

he had begun staring at

was an expert at faking tender gazes, this time was different. It was a sincere fondness that originated from the

picked up some branches and the remnants of the tie. She looked at his leg and warned him, “It’s going to hurt. You’ll need to push through the

Nodding, Sean’s

change as well, but she did not linger on

contorted in distress as beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He

him. She could hardly bring herself to

steeled her nerves and pushed through with

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