"There's no need for medicine, just rest for two days and you'll be fine."
"..." Victoria Gibson pushed him away without a word.
She took the medical kit from beside her, pressed her lips together, squeezed the ointment onto her hand, and started rubbing it over his bruises.
With bleeding wounds, she used alcohol for disinfection and then applied medicine and bandages...
She often cared for sick children at the orphanage, so her speed in treating wounds was quick.
But this time, her hands kept trembling.
The gauze wrapped around Chad Yakov's arm and she wanted to tie a knot, but her fingers trembled so much they could barely hold the gauze.
The tears she held back continuously swirled in her eyes.
For the first time, she thought the butler's words made some sense.
Being with Chad Yakov brought him no benefits.
Her family would hurt him, and she would only cause him pain...
