Chapter 28 I’m Here, Sleep Well
That made Vania choke on her own saliva. “No need for that,” she said, waving her hands.
She didn’t want to hear him say anything that would make her blush.
Then, she grabbed the ointment. “I can do it on my own.”
And she walked toward the room after finishing her words.
But Hanson immediately followed and blocked her path when she was about to enter the room. He took the ointment from her.
“Don’t worry. I won’t take advantage of you. Let me take a look at your injuries,” he said in a soft and sincere tone.
She took a glance at him. Noticing that he did not seem to be kidding, and recalling that he was an aloof person by nature, she hesitatingly nodded.
Her elbow only suffered some minor scratches. The more serious injuries were mainly on her back, which was blue-black and swollen as a result of the men hitting her with their wooden sticks. It left a striking scar on her fair skin.
When Hanson saw her injuries, he frowned. “Does it hurt?” he asked as he lightly touched her wound. His heart ached for her.
But how would she feel pain now?
She wasn’t close to Hanson to begin with. Apart from a few chance encounters, both of them were not familiar enough to be friends.
And now, she was being stared at by this unfamiliar man. Shyness was all she could feel.
In reply, she answered, “It doesn’t.” She was too embarrassed to even look at his eyes.
In fact, she was silently urging him to apply the ointment as fast as possible so that they could get out of this awkward situation.
However, how could these wounds on her tender and fair skin not be painful?
Hanson could not see her expression as she had her back facing him. Hence, he assumed she was just putting on a brave front, and he was more assertive of her in his heart now.
Fearing that her pain would be unbearable, he quickly poured the ointment on his hand and applied it lightly on her.
The ointment had a cooling sensation. Hanson’s fingers, on the other hand, were so hot that it seemed to be scalding her skin.
That made her body hot as well, and a bizarre feeling arose in her heart.
She was desperate to get this ointment-applying session over with.
He took merely a few minutes, but Vania felt as if a few centuries had passed.
Finally, the ointment had been applied to all of her wounds. She took a deep breath as her body, which had been as stiff as wood, relaxed.
At the same time, Hanson was drenched in sweat as well.
When he touched her delicate skin, the warmth he felt tickled his heart. He struggled to keep applying the ointment for her, and when he finished, he hurriedly said, “It’s done.” Afterward, he left the room and dashed to the bathroom.
The cold water poured on him, however, did not relieve the itch in his heart.
Vania’s face could not disappear from his mind as well.
After a long time, he finally came out from the bathroom and returned to the room with a calm expression.
Vania was tired after a whole day of traveling and shock. Now that she had calmed down, she felt sleepy.
She struggled to keep herself awake. When Hanson entered, she said, “I need to rest now. I will be rushing back to Hammond early tomorrow morning. You should rest too.”
To that, he nodded. He was well aware that she still felt insecure, and thus, he said softly, “Okay. I’ll stay here, so sleep well.”
Not long after, she fell asleep due to her exhaustion.
Looking at her sleeping face, his mind wandered. No one knew what he was thinking right now.
The next morning, Vania opened her eyes as soon as the sky brightened.
Though she was exhausted the day before, she did not sleep well as she wasn’t used to the bed.
At least, she appeared to be in a better spirit now.
But it had never occurred to her that the moment she opened her eyes, she would see Hanson sitting on the couch.
