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?

from the image he used to have. His original persona wasn't

it had crumbled all the way

handle it yourself then. I'm leaving," Suzy said without hesitation, turning on her heel

speechless, his

him, it

the door closed behind her, he deliberately made

Bang! Thud! Clatter!

Suzy pinched the bridge of

Could his acting be any

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

inch until Dylan finally called out, "I'm

door

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

replied, his tone defensive. "Can't

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

shirt is completely dry, but your pants are practically

that's just water and

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

it to wash my hands, but the water pressure was too high

seeing through Dylan's

help him with his pants today. Injured leg or not, he just

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