Chapter 0693

"Dylan, don't push your luck."

Just wheeling him to the bathroom was already more than enough of a favor.

Now he was thinking about things he shouldn't?

He was clearly getting ahead of himself.

"My hands have been numb since early this morning," Dylan replied, shaking his wrist with an expression of discomfort.

"It's been like this all day without any relief. Honestly, I wouldn't bother you if I didn't have to! Lately, it's been happening more often. Maybe it's another side effect of the medication from before."

"Numb hands?" Suzy let out a cold laugh.

"And yet they're never numb when you're typing on your computer? I saw you working in the study when I came in, didn't I? Don't tell me they only act up conveniently during bathroom breaks."

"You don't believe me?" Dylan looked hurt, his voice dripping with wounded pride. "Fine, forget it. You can go. I'll manage on my own."

What was that expression? That tone?

Who was he trying to guilt-trip?

but marvel at how far he'd fallen from the image he used to have. His

crumbled all the way to the

leaving," Suzy said without hesitation, turning on her heel to walk

speechless, his

for him, it

as she left, but once the door

Bang! Thud! Clatter!

from inside, Suzy pinched

a ridiculous man. Could

the commotion, Suzy remained standing by the door, unfazed. She

inch until Dylan finally called

her lips and pushed the door open, only to stop in

you... wet yourself?" she asked, eyeing Dylan's soaked

water pipe," Dylan replied, his tone defensive. "Can't

why isn't the rest of you wet?" Suzy countered, folding her

shirt is completely dry, but your

that's just water and

a headache. "It really is water!" he

hands, but the water pressure was too high

seeing through

get her to help him with his pants today. Injured

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