Chapter 332
My Injuries Are Pretty Bad As Well
“I guess you can say that for now,” replied Calista.
Given Hector’s current state, it wasn’t appropriate for her to go into details now.
Looking a
at how he struggled with talking, she was genuinely worried that he’d die on the spot if she was
late for a second. Hector wore a stern expression
“Calista, you’re not confident in this relationship.”
She’s not confident that they would last long, hence the lack of possessiveness and sense of belonging.
Calista paused while removing a seatbelt. She didn’t respond to his remark. She got out of the car and
opened the door of the front passenger seat.
“Shall I go get a bodyguard to help you up?”
Hector coughed. As he smirked faintly, he mischievously teased her.
“Then you might as well go on the streets and make an announcement, so they all know I’m here.”
Calista rolled her eyes disdainfully at him.
You’re almost dying, yet you still have the nerve to talk nonsense.”
She bent down and helped him out of the car.
“You can sit on the couch first. I’ll go and tidy up your room. I don’t think you can go upstairs in this state,
so you can just stay on the first floor.”
Not knowing whether it was because of Hector’s current physical state, or he was flabbergasted by the
news of Calista and Lucian getting back together, he seemed extremely weary.
“Sure,” he replied, after a long pause.
Your wound needs to be restitched and rebandaged. Shall I go get the Northwood family’s doctor? He’s
Pery trustable, said Calista.
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Fean give you a towel for you to cover your face
so worn out that he couldat
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Calista was making his bed. She didn’t even turn around when she heard him.
“Given your current state, I’m not even sure whether you can avoid the water from getting in contact with
your wound, let alone stand without falling.”
Hector narrowed his eyes playfully.
With his arms dangling freely beside him, he said intriguingly, “You
His intention to tease her we
as bright as day. Calista swerved around in an instant. Embarrassment and
fury were both evident on her face.
“Don’t even think about it! I can’t help you shower. Just stay still and shut up.”
He chuckled softly.
“Why do you have such mischievous thoughts as a little lady? I just wanted to ask you to help me get
some water, so I can clean up for a bit.”
He raised his hand and said scornfully, “I can’t bear to lie down if I’m this dirty. You can’t let me lie down
on the floor instead, right? Can’t you smell it? I stink.”
“You’re the one who insisted on sitting on the floor.”
Although Calista said so, she still went to get some water
of Lucian’s clothes that he’d never worn for him.
for him. She also went upstairs and got some
When the doctor arrived, Hector was already in bed, all freshened up. He was around the same height as
Lucian. Given how he couldn’t even walk, she had no idea how he managed to tidy himself up.
Initially, she thought he was weak from his fever because his wound was infected by the pus formation. It
wasn’t until he rolled up the end of his pants, that she realized his leg was injured as well.
His wound was about the size of a palm. It seemed like it was slashed by a sharp object. His flesh was
already showing, and it was already seriously infected. It became festering
Calista knew he was suffering from a major Injury. But she didn’t expect it’d be this bad. The doctor
frowned.
y is the infection so serious? The festering flesh has to be removed. But didn’t prepare any
Inca I didn’t expect your condition to be this bad
for She anesthelle thin, Just remove it as it is said Hector casually
Calista and Hector spoke at the same time. He looked up and met eyes with her. The next second, joy
was evident in his eyes.
“Callie, I’m a bit hungry. Can you go and make something for me?”
Calista stared at him for a few seconds.
“Alright.”
Hector was still pretty incapacitated. So she made soup and some dishes that were easy to digest for
him.
The doctor had already left after he treated Hector. He was leaning against the bedside, topless, with the blanket only covering his lower body. His well–built body was revealed, and his abs were evident.
He looked noticeably haggard. His face was pale, and his forehead was sheened with sweat. The screen
of his phone beside him was on. He was chatting with someone on WhatsApp.
The latest text was from the other person that said, “Fuck, where are you? Don’t tell me you’re murdered
just because I didn’t come for two days?”
Calista placed the food on the bedside table.
“Eat.”
Hector turned off his phone casually. As she turned to him, he raised his hand. But his arm didn’t budge at all. Although it seemed like he mustered all his strength to do so, only his fingers twitched.
His shoulders slumped helplessly.
“Look, I can’t even move. That doctor was so despicable–he almost dug a hole in my chest. If he went any deeper, you can even see my heart beating in my chest.”
Calista sneered at him.
Oh, I thought you were immune to pain.
It wouldn’t hurt to wait for someone to send the anesthetic over. Hector was guilty and quickly shifted the
Topic
Cooking at the appetizing food on the bedside table, he said, “I’m hungry
We had no choice but to feed him when she saw he couldn’t even lift his hand
Tup in
+15 BONUS
Just as the spoon reached Hector’s lips, Lucian showed up at the door. His indifferent gaze was fixated
on Hector, who was about to devour the food.
Although he was injured, he was still very sensitive to his surroundings. He was also facing the door, so
he immediately realized Lucian was nearby. He looked up and glanced at Lucian lazily.
“Mr. Northwood….
Footsteps were approaching. The bowl in Calista’s hand was snatched away by a hand as she just turned
around.
Lucian was holding the bowl in one hand. With the other hand, he grabbed Calista’s arm and pulled her
away from the bedside, locking her in his embrace.
Calista’s back was leaned against Lucian’s warm and firm chest. His voice resonated above her head.
With contempt, he said to Hector, who was still lying in bed, “Can’t you eat on your own? Or did you
become a dummy? Are you even paralyzed or incapacitated?”
As soon as their family doctor left Everglade Manor, he immediately called Lucian regarding Hector’s
condition. Hector didn’t mind his insults at all.
“Well, nearly. So I’m very grateful for your hospitality, Mr. Northwood.”
“No need for that. I didn’t plan to have you stay here at all. Put on your clothes and get lost. Otherwise, I’ll
get the bodyguards to come right away.”
Lucian lowered his gaze, which fell upon the warm dishes, with their delicious aroma wafting through the
air. Unhappy, he tightened his grip around Callsta’s waist.
As her ex–husband and boyfriend now, he didn’t even get the chance to taste her cooking, let alone to be
fed by her. However, Paul and Hector had the chance. One of them was sick, the other injured…
Indeed, it’s easy to pity the losers. Callsta grabbed his arm.
“His injuries are pretty bad.”
Lucian wouldn’t hesitate to throw him out and let him figure his way out. Looking at her for quite some
Eme, coldness flickered in Lucian’s eyes.
My quries are pretty bad as
