Chapter 73

She didn't want August to go out with half of his face swollen.

People in the neighborhood who didn't know what had happened would probably think she had beaten him up.

She took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I'll do it for you before you go."

His eyes lit up inconspicuously.

August looked up at her and he seemed to be a little puzzled by her reaction.

Lucia gritted her teeth and pretended to be calm as she explained, 'It's a bad idea for you to go out like this."

Hearing that, August realized it too.

He paused, stepped over, and sat down in the chair without refusing.

Lucia unscrewed the cap, squeezed some ointment onto her slender finger, and walked over to August.

She hesitated and then slowly applied it to his face where it was red and swollen.

With her fingertip, she gently rubbed the ointment into the swollen place in slow circles, but he still inevitably felt some pain.

Grandma had given him a good slap.

With his brows knitted, August felt the slight stinging pain in his cheek.

And the refreshing smell of the ointment lingered around his nose, mixed with the sweet scent from the woman.

Lucia tried to apply the ointment as evenly as possible.

After all that, she gently leaned over and blew on the injured area.

Every time Lucia was injured when she was a child, Mrs.Mitchell would blow on it like this after applying the ointment to her, and then the pain would be gone.

Lucia had gotten into the same habit.

It seemed that August hadn't expected her to suddenly come closer.

He only felt cooler in his cheek as she blew and the pain was immediately relieved a lot, but the next second, his heart fluttered and even his back involuntarily tensed.

With her sweet smell around his nose, August found himself burning inside, with an indescribable dry and hot sensation.

This woman had no idea how risky it was to do so! Before he reacted, Lucia had already straightened up.

She screwed the cap back on and said indifferently, "It's done."

August regained his composure and frowned involuntarily before he stood up.

"Burton and the others are still waiting for you outside."

casually put away the ointment and implied that he should leave now in a cold

that, August turned to look at the side of her face and

Was it so hard for her to be in the same room with him? The next second, he unconsciously stretched out his hand to grab the woman's wrist all of a sudden, stepped forward, and directly pushed

was suddenly cornered

the man's arms on each side of her like a

She panicked.

"What are you doing?"

looked at her curiously with his dark, deep eyes, which weren't so calm

his lips parted, "You still have

ointment to him? He was questioning, but he sounded sure

she looked

and smiled to conceal her

"You're overconfident, aren't you?"

much by him, hadn't she? She took a deep breath and

August's face darkened abruptly.

eyes as if he was trying to figure out the credibility of her words, and at the

eyes? Lucia turned around to meet his eyes without any fear

let go of her and took a

he had

calmed himself down before

that case, he decided

as the man's figure disappeared outside the door of her bedroom and soon came the sound of

relax her tense body and gasp

she thought of his gaze

that she was emotional about him, but

little touched and attached to the man after spending so many days together with him, but today, it was time for her

this, Lucia actually sighed

leaned against the table in a

there was a

was opened, Mrs.Mitchell poked her head in to

"They're both gone, Lucia?"

Lucia nodded feebly.

"Yes."

why Lucia and

had come over to ask Lucia to go back as

softly, "So, did you change

"No."

Mrs.Mitchell and her tone was unusually

I'm over

and firm that Mrs.Mitchell

"I see."

intelligent and good-looking rich man

never expected them to end up like this and

breath and hesitated for a moment before she said softly, "Don't

care of herself and this

to see you moping every

eye out for a

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