CHAPTER 286: CHAPTER 282 THINGS STARTED BECAUSE OF HER (3)

Though Asher Land’s back wounds had been medicated and bandaged, there was still one wound that was quite hidden and yet to be treated.

Doctor Lewis was stunned, unsure how to explain it to Asher Land. He glanced at Sophie Smith, feeling a bit awkward.

But was she not embarrassed too?

As the seconds ticked by, Sophie had no choice but to speak up bravely.

"You should take off your pants..."

The wound was on his buttocks, indeed in a private area.

Looking at her blushing face, Asher Land’s mood inexplicably improved, and he just wanted to tease her.

"Why take off my pants? I’m in this state, and you’re still so eager? Do you want it?"

Nanny Garcia and Doctor Lewis heard Asher Land’s words and couldn’t hold back a giggle.

"Asher Land, don’t talk nonsense!"

"Okay, I won’t." He intentionally elongated his tone, "You should leave first."

Asher Land said to Doctor Lewis.

"But, Mr. Land, your wound..."

"Can your eyes see this wound? Leave the medication; Sophie will handle it for me."

"Yes." Nanny Garcia and Doctor Lewis, seeing that Asher Land had spoken, hastily exited, gently closing the door behind them.

"Asher Land, why are you being so fussy? It’s normal for a doctor to see your wound, you..."

"Don’t you mind your man being seen by another man? Especially in such a private area."

"..."

Sophie completed the task of applying the medication for Asher Land with a face red from embarrassment. Her hand gently passed over "that" area, which was enough to set Asher on fire.

If not for his injuries, he would surely have pinned her beneath him, loving her thoroughly.

At the thought of this, a wave of sadness washed over him. How long would it be before he could touch her?

Sophie naturally sensed his mischief and, without hesitation, applied more force.

"Hiss..." He almost jumped up from the pain. "Sophie, are you trying to murder your man?" he gritted through his teeth.

"I’m just reminding you that you’re a patient now, so watch your limits."

"Of course, your happiness in the second half of your life depends on me. How could I let you be a widow?" he joked.

"..."

Sophie was speechless. How could this man be so glib?

It seemed that between them, they had returned to an unprecedented state—where her life consisted only of him.

Nathan Land’s arrival with the entire family seemed like a dream, coming and going in a hurry. When the dream was over, they opened their eyes, and there was only each other.

The unpleasantness from a few hours ago was gradually fading. After Sophie finished applying medication to Asher, she ran to the kitchen, instructing Nanny Garcia to make some nourishing food.

"Miss Smith, it’s really a relief!" Nanny Garcia held Sophie’s hand, still feeling shaken. This time Nathan Land seemed to have restrained his temper, perhaps for Colton Morton’s sake.

But even Nanny Garcia hadn’t expected that Nathan Land would come to Eastern City and leave in less than three hours? What about the promised birthday celebration for the young master?

"Nanny Garcia, don’t just stand there. Go quickly and make some nourishing soup for Asher. He needs to recuperate."

"Oh, okay, Miss Smith."

Sophie went upstairs to find Asher lying face down on the bed. All the arrogance he had seemed to vanish instantly because of his posture.

"Come here," he commanded.