Chapter 975: Chapter 975: What do you want to eat in a little while? Chapter 975: Chapter 975: What do you want to eat in a little while? Although the bloodstain wasn’t located directly on her private area, he had only to lower his head to see her clearly…
“You go out first!” she said, sowhat annoyed and embarrassed, suddenly realizing the man in front of her was taking advantage of the situation.
Could it be there were no true gentlen in this world, that they’re all lechers? Even him?
Clayton Howard didn’t answer, continuing to wash the bloodstain on her chest, not bothering with whether she had started to get angry.
After he had cleaned the bloodstain, his eyes shifted and he inadvertently noticed a large bruise on her right arm.
His handso eyebrows furrowed as he reached out to inspect her arm. “What happened?”
He hadn’t noticed it before. Could it be that Aiden Bewell had laid a hand on her?
The thought of that possibility suddenly ignited a boundless rage in Clayton Howard’s heart!
It was only when his fingers touched her that Camila Walker felt the pain emanating from her arm. She winced slightly, turned her head and sure enough saw her right arm was bruised quite heavily!
Her eyelids drooped slightly, her expression one of pain, “It seems it happened when I fell and hit the bathtub.”
When she fell, she had been too anxious and reached out to grab sothing, but hadn’t expected to hit the edge of the bathtub instead.
But right now, she wasn’t in the mood to worry about her bruised arm!
“You, you go out first!”
Clayton Howard looked up, glanced at her, then actually stood up and left the bathroom.
Camila Walker breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she could finally take a bath in peace.
But the next second, she was stunned.
She saw Clayton Howard carrying a towel as he walked back in.
For a mont, she was sowhat dazed, murmuring, “You found the towel?”
“Mm, before Linda Robinson went ho today, she cleaned everything. I had forgotten,” he rembered only just now that Linda Robinson had done a big clean-up of the house before she left.
Hearing this, Camila Walker suddenly felt a bit upset.
His situation with Audrey Sawyer was like that of two happily married people, and her, although nominally his girlfriend, Audrey Sawyer seed to occupy that spot more often than not.
“I’ll do it myself!” She snatched the towel from his hand and then said, “You go out first, I’ll be done in a little while.”
She turned her body in another direction, partly out of jealousy towards Audrey Sawyer, and partly because she was indeed embarrassed with him there.
Insistent as she was, he had no reason to stay any longer, and so he left the bathroom to go find the dicine box.
Camila Walker finished her bath and ca out wearing the clothes he had bought for her, which surprisingly fit her perfectly.
She couldn’t help but feel curious, looking up at him. She really wondered if he had secretly asured her size.
“Co here and sit down.” Seeing her approach, he pulled her over to sit beside him, then took the dicine box, and from it, he applied antihemorrhagic and analgesic dicine to the bruised area.
Looking at his handso face, she couldn’t help but wonder.
If she asked him to have Linda Robinson move out, what would he do? Would he think she was being unreasonable, petty?
“What would you like to eat later?” After applying the ointnt, he looked up at her and asked.
Camila Walker looked up, still a bit slow to react, “Huh?”
He smiled lightly, “What would you like for lunch later?”
Upon hearing this, Camila Walker finally ca to her senses, realizing she hadn’t even had ti to eat lunch yet.
But how did he know she hadn’t eaten lunch?
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