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?

he'd fallen from the image he used to have. His

it had crumbled all

Suzy said without hesitation, turning on her heel to

speechless, his plan backfired

entirely without sympathy for him, it wasn't enough

door closed behind her, he deliberately made loud,

Bang! Thud! Clatter!

racket from inside, Suzy pinched

Could his acting be

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

inch until Dylan

and pushed the door open, only to stop in

yourself?" she asked, eyeing

water pipe," Dylan replied, his tone defensive.

isn't the rest of you

but your pants are practically

that's just

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

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

sighed internally, already seeing through Dylan's little

her to help him with his pants today. Injured leg or not, he just couldn't behave

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