Her Graceful War Song by Summer's Blaze

Chapter 869

Chapter 869

Carissa hurried back inside, soothing Helen and sending her on her way.

Even after stepping outside, Helen continued, 'It's true! You're married now, so what's there to be shy about? When you were younger, you used to tell me everything! I still remember the time a mosquito bit you down there, and you stripped off your pants so I could apply medicine..."

"Mom!" Rafael's roar echoed through the room.

Carissa quickly called for Violet to take over leading Helen away, and instructed Qiana and Sydney to prepare hot water. Carissa would wash Rafael's hair herself.

Since he couldn't soak in the hot springs, he sat in the bath chamber, leaning forward as Carissa washed his hair while trying to avoid getting his feet wet. Though he felt a bit useless, the sensation of her fingers massaging his scalp and working through his hair brought a warm, sweet happiness amid the embarrassment.

He comforted himself with the thought that if it weren't for this injury, he wouldn't be receiving such special treatment. The last time he was hurt, Dylan had been the one helping

him.

Once his hair was clean, Carissa dried it off.

After a moment, Rafael muttered, "Mom's talking nonsense. You shouldn't listen to her." "Okay." Carissa rubbed a thick towel through his hair. "I barely remember what she said."

sound sullen as he added, "You must be disappointed. You were so excited when I

Ridge and have always loved climbing mountains. Plus, don't you think the snowy peaks were

the mountain, she knew that the only thing to look forward to today

be happy just

his gaze to meet hers, but Carissa quickly averted her eyes, trying to avoid his gaze. She was afraid that seeing the swollen bump on his forehead would make

a bit innocent in all this-it was

to dry his hair, biting

the eye when you said

gloom retumed. She had clearly averted her

paused, her gaze steady on

to

could fight, manage a household, and soothe her husband. She took a deep breath, set

his gaze and said softly, "I may not express it often, but I

over her face to control her expression. "Sorry,

that she felt cold, Rafael forgot his pride and immediately said, "Tell Qiana to make some chicken soup. The wind on the

to make it right now." Carissa turned and

wanted to check on Helen and couldn't look after Rafael any longer, but instructed

no longer upset and was chatting with