When There Is Nothing Left But Love

When There Is Nothing Left But Love Chapter 337

I knew he was desperate to shower because of the overpowering stench of blood on his body. I followed him into the bathroom.

He turned to look at me with a frown. “What’s wrong?”

“I’ll help you wash up!” I exclaimed, reaching out to help him remove his jacket.

Just as my fingers reached his belt buckle, Ashton grabbed my hands and said in a ragged voice, “That’s enough. I’ll do the rest by myself. Go to sleep first!”

It was my turn to frown at him now. “You can’t get wet because of your injuries. How are you supposed to shower or even bathe? Your only option now is to wipe yourself with a washcloth, but I don’t think you’ll be able to do that yourself.”

Ashton demurred. “It’s alright. Don’t make such a huge fuss about it. I’ll wipe myself down.”

However, I insisted stubbornly, “I’ll wipe you down!”

His eyes grew darker. Gazing at me with an unreadable expression, he said, “Mess with the bull and you get the horns. Are you sure about this?”

This man was going to be the death of me!

“If you try and wipe yourself down, your injuries might get worse,” I said sulkily, changing the topic.

Ashton smirked devilishly. Taking my hand, he helped me unbuckle his belt, before guiding my hand to unzip his pants, his eyes growing even darker with lust.

I wasn’t completely stupid. Knowing where this was going, I hastily retracted my hand and hissed, “You wipe yourself down, then. I’m going to sleep first.”

Before I even exited the bathroom, Ashton had pulled me back, hugging me from behind. Afraid that I might aggravate his injury, I froze and tried not to move around as much.

I could feel his eyes boring into the back of my head. “Can we do it now?”

with

just a small injury. What’s

voice sounded a little rough,

eyes, refusing to answer him. He took

As I wiped myself clean, I noted that Ashton’s wound had bled through the

feeling a little angry. “Look, you’re bleeding again! I told you that was

bathrobe, he said, “It’s alright. Just get

for words. I made my way out of the bathroom and made a call

Hastily, I said, “Dr. Crest, Ashton’s wound has reopened again. He seems to be bleeding quite

for a second and demanded in

I? Rather helplessly, I muttered, “Anyway, he’s bleeding quite a lot. Come over and take a

chest. With a faint smile, he said, “Are you going to tell him that my wound reopened

him and said, “Would this have happened if you controlled yourself

In a helpless tone, he said, “Don’t

and raised a brow at him. “Just this once, do you understand me? I

replied with a drawl, “You don’t have a wife. How are

at

he blaming this

loudly and placed the first aid kit aside. Turning to look at me, he said,

gaped at him for a second before replying, “Mrs. Eriksen is still preparing it. Can you help patch up

place to sit down. Smirking slightly, he declared, “But I’m hungry and don’t have much energy left. Ashton won’t die of

Um…

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