Chapter 203 A Shredded Night
Chapter 203 A Shredded Night
After a pause, James finally spoke in a cold voice. “I’ll take care of it.”
Without another word, he bent down and began picking up the scraps of fabric from the floor.
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Lily still felt terrible for making him do it. But her legs hurt badly–so even after she got changed, she didn’t n on moving around much. She didn’t stop him. Instead, she silently resolved that once Grandpa was feeling better, she’d make sure to speak up for James. She would do everything she could to convince the old man to approve their divorce.
The cloth wasn’t hot.
But every scrap reminded James of what had just happened–visions that burned in his mind. His fingers. felt like they were brushing mes, the heat spreading to his fingertips until it seemed he was holding a pile of smoldering embers.
Atst, he tossed every piece into the trash.
It should’ve been a simple task. But by the end, his palms were slick with a coldyer of sweat, as if he’d just fought a brutal battle. The images still wouldn’t leave his mind. Avoiding her face entirely, he hurriedly swept up the rest of the fragments, then turned and left the room without another word.
When he returned, he brought her two brand–new hospital gowns.
“Lily, I’ll step outside. Change into one of these.”
Even with the nket pulled tightly around her, she felt exposed and embarrassed. As soon as he stepped out, she scrambled out from under the covers, brushing off the remaining scraps stuck to her body and rushing to get changed.
But her calf wound had started bleeding again.
The blood had stuck to the nket. When she peeled it away too quickly, it felt like tearing off ayer of skin.
The pain made her cry out instinctively. Tears welled up in her eyes before she could stop them.
“Lily!”
Hearing her cry out, James panicked. His long legs carried him swiftly back into the room
He hadn’t expected to see what he did.
She had just pulled away the nket. The torn pieces of cloth were gone, and the fresh gown was still clutched in her hands, not yet on her body.
She stood there in front of him, wide–eyed and exposed.
There were still tears on her face, like raindrops on a piece of fine silk. Or like crystal drops sliding over wless white jade–pure and soft, yet inadvertently brimming with a delicate allure.
She was born with that kind of beauty. It didn’t need embellishment to be breathtaking.
Chapter 203 A Shredded Night
Realizing he had just barged in on her, James immediately turned his face away. “Hurry up dressed.”
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Lily hadn’t expected him to suddenly return either. She was so startled she nearly lost her soul. Ignoring the pain in her leg, she frantically pulled on the gown.
In her rush, she tugged too hard at the fabric and reopened her wound, drawing another sharp sting of pain. Tears welled up again, unbidden.
James noticed the fresh blood right away.
After the earlier treatment, the doctor hadn’t bandaged her wound, assuming it would heal faster if left uncovered. No one had expected James to lose control the way he had. In his chaos, he must’ve hit her leg without realizing it, tearing the wound open again.
She’d used the nket to cover herself, but the blood had glued the fabric to her skin. Tearing it away had only ripped the skin further.
He’d seen many people cry before.
It usually didn’t faze him. In fact, when people cried to manipte or sway him, he only felt disgust.
But seeing her cry made something in his chest ache–as if someone had taken a de to his heart.
He pressed his hand against his chest, trying <i>to </i>ignore the unfamiliar tightness. Then he turned and left the room again to call for a nurse.
The nurse on night duty happened to be a new girl. Her hands were clumsy, and her movements awkward. When she began disinfecting the wound, Lily winced in pain.
She didn’t want to embarrass the nurse, so she gritted her teeth and endured. But the corners of her eyes still turned red, betraying her difort.
James noticed.
He didn’t like meddling in others‘ business.
Especially not Lily’s.
But when he saw her red–rimmed eyes, looking like a wronged little bunny, the words slipped out before he could stop them. “You can go. I’ll take care of it.”
The nurse, clearly intimidated by James‘ presence, didn’t need to be told twice. She practically fled the
room.
James regretted his offer the moment it left his lips.
But he had already said it. Backing out now would only make things more awkward. Expression cold, he sat at the edge of the bed and prepared to treat her wound himself.
Lily sat there nervously, hands sped.
She knew he wasn’t doing this because he cared about her. It wasn’t concern or affection.
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He simply couldn’t stand the nurse fumbling around, spilling disinfectant three times in a minute. <b>His </b>sense of order and perfectionism had clearly kicked in:
Still… she couldn’t help but worry. What if he was even worse at this than the nurse<b>? </b>