Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 690

Because she was in pain, she kept squirming restlessly.

Hull was having a hard time keeping her still. He finally just scooped her right out

of the blankets and cradled her in his arms. "Settle down," he said, his voice leaving no room for argument.

Even in her feverish daze, Susanna instinctively shrank her neck, cowed by his commanding tone.

Hull looked down at her, this tiny, trembling thing, and couldn't help but sigh under his breath.

"It hurts..." she whimpered, squeezing her eyes shut as Hull dabbed ointment on her wound again.

He paused, glancing at her scrunched-up face. "You're such a wimp," he muttered, almost to himself.

With Susanna whining about the pain every few seconds, it took Hull nearly ten minutes to finish treating her ten minutes of her wriggling in his lap, making things just as uncomfortable for him as they were for her.

When he was finally done, Hull tucked her carefully back under the covers, then reached for the bottle of liquid medicine the housekeeper had set out.

Just as the housekeeper warned, Susanna wasn't having any of it. She flat-out refused to take the medicine, no matter how gently he tried.

leaving no room for nonsense. Normally, Susanna would have obeyed out of sheer intimidation. But tonight, she just clung to her comforter, rolled to the far side of the bed, and

marched over, grabbed her by the

in

the time he was done, Hull was sweating and more than a

room, jaw clenched, and found the housekeeper waiting anxiously in the hallway. She took one look at his expression

Hull snapped.

sir," the housekeeper

wait for a reply, just

to his own room, stripping off his shirt

the floor as he went. In

Qu

cranked the shower

stepped in, letting the chiff cool his frayed

he thought, pressing his forehead to

half hour before Hull finally felt the heat leave his body He pulled on fresh clothes, and just as he was running a hand through

Are you there?" It was the housekeeper

Hull called, his voice still gravelly

clothes. She's clutching her pajamas and won't let go, no matter what we