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?

image he used to have. His original persona wasn't like this

all

Suzy said without

speechless, his

without sympathy for him, it wasn't enough to make her

once the door closed behind her, he deliberately made loud,

Bang! Thud! Clatter!

from inside, Suzy pinched the

"What a ridiculous man. Could

standing

Dylan finally

her lips and pushed the door open, only to stop

you... wet yourself?" she asked,

the water pipe," Dylan replied, his tone defensive.

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

but your pants are practically

that's just water and not

"It really is water!" he insisted, pointing to a faucet

water pressure was too high at first, so

seeing through Dylan's

another, he was determined to get her to help him with his pants today. Injured leg or

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