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.

the past, though they were all of

 

had seen

did not know what he was smiling about, but she caved and helped him remove his

his suspicious gaze, she removed his tie and dragged it back and forth against a small stone. The stone cut through

strips. She lined them on the floor and assembled

asked, “What

arms and leg,”

this purpose when she was out

as he watched Natalie work. There was a sense of warmth that felt unfamiliar

not realize that he had begun

faking tender gazes, this time was different. It was a sincere fondness that originated from the deepest recesses of his

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 pain. I’ll tie it

Nodding,

she did not

contorted in distress as beads of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He moaned pitifully from time

could hardly bring herself

nerves and

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