bChapter /bb271 /b

    “Daddy, you’re lying! Your hand ispletely wrapped in thick bandages, and there’s blood seeping out–how can byou /bbsay /bbyou’re /bbfine/bb? /bAdam puffed up his cheeks and put on his fiercest expression. “If you keep being stubborn, I’ll tell Mommy!”

    Yosef smirked and intentionally taunted Adam, “Do you think I’m afraid?”

    Adam huffed in frustration and turned to call for Skr, but before he could make a sound, Yosef’s hand came down firmly over his mouth, sealing it shut. “Mommy is exhausted and still sleeping. Let her rest–don’t wake her up.”

    Adam nodded in agreement. Yosef held him a moment longer and asked, “Can you promise not to wake Mommy up?”

    Adam, unable to speak, nodded in agreement, letting out a few muffled sounds. Yosef finally released his grip, pulling his bhand /bbaway /bbfrom /b

    Adam’s mouth.

    Adam’s eyes widened in concern as he noticed fresh blood seeping through Yosef’s bandaged palm. “Daddy, did your wound reopenb?/bb” /b

    Yosef dismissed it with a wave. “It’s nothing. I’ll handle itter.”

    “How much longer are you nning to wait?” Skr interjected, having overheard every word of their conversationb.. /b

    Hearing Yosef brush it off again, Skr snapped, “If you’re so determined to ruin that hand, go ahead! Don’t even think about using bthe /bmedicine–save it for someone who cares.”

    Yosef kept quiet and sat still. Fortunately, in this digital age, Skr could quickly order wound care supplies online.

    Skr gently unwrapped the bandages from Yosef’s hand,yer byyer, each one more soaked in blood than thest. The innermostyer of gauze was drenched with blood, and as it dried, it stuck stubbornly to Yosef’s injury.

    Skr didn’t dare to move; if she pulled it off, it would tear the wound. With great care, Skr used an antiseptic–soaked cotton swab to gently loosen the gauze from Yosef’s wound, bit by bit.

    After considerable effort, she finally managed to remove the stubbornb, /bblood–soaked gauze. Skr quickly cleaned the bloodstains, applied the medication, and expertly wrapped the bandage.

    Skr’s face remained tense throughout, her displeasure clear. To lighten the atmosphere, Yosef raised his bandaged hand with a yful grin and said, “Skr, this is the best bandage ever!”

    Skr gave him a skeptical look and said, “Could you tone it down a bit?”

    Like a chastened child, Yosef quietly pulled back his hand and fell silent. Skr realized she may have be a bit too emotional. Pressing her lips together, she murmured, “I’m sorry about that. As a doctor, I find it hard to watch people neglect their health like this.”

    Another reason was that, after all, he got hurt because of her. Deep downb, /bshe only wanted his wound to heal quickly. If his wound bcould /bbheal/b, perhaps then she could stop feeling so guilty, and stop being weak with Yosef time and again.

    Yosef smiled gently. “I understand. I’ll be careful with it over the next few days. However, there are a few things I might need bhelp /bbwith/bb,/bb” /bbhe /bsighed, as if trying to exin. “My left hand isn’t very dexterous, and now my right hand…”

    Skr interjected, “If you need anything, just let me know. That way, you won’t have to rely so much on your right hand–bit’ll /bbhelp /bbyour /bwound heal more quickly.”

    Yosef’s lips curled into a faint, barely noticeable smile. A little embarrassed, he spoke softly, “Thank you bfor /bbyour /bbtrouble/bb./bb” /b

    Ever since Skr spoke those words, the usuallyposed and detached iCEO /ibecamepletely bvulnerable/b, bseeking /bbher /bbassistance /bwith

    08:30 Tue, 12 Aug

    every little task. b“/bSkr, could you help me with these buttons?” Yosef called out as he emerged from bthe /bbbathroom/b, his bpajama /bbtop /bpletely unbuttoned. His sculpted chest, chiseled abs, and perfect V–cut were obvious.

    Skr forced himself to remainposed as he buttoned up his shirt with deliberate seriousness. Her fingers brushed against his abs with each button she fastened, and her ears began to burn uncontrobly. Despite his efforts to appear calm, Skr’s ming bred /bears bbetrayed /bhis state of fluster.

    ‘Seriously? He has plenty of T–shirts without buttons, so why is he wearing a button–up? He must be doing this on purpose, rightb?/b” bSkr /bthought as she lifted her eyes to meet Yosef’s deep, mesmerizing gaze.

    iAD /i

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