I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Chapter 3389 Things Will Only Get Worse Later

Luke had never taken the medicine that could speed up healing, so his recovery was nowhere near as fast as the others from the Island of Despair.

Luca did not respond to Gerald's comment. Her gaze fixed on him with intensity.

"No stitches," said Luke, "I trust you."

Luca bit her lower lip.

"But if you don't stitch it, it might tear open," insisted Gerald, staring at Luke's wounds.

Luke glanced at his injuries and shrugged, seemingly unconcerned, as though the wounds had nothing to do with Luca.

"Stitches will leave scars."

"Are you afraid of scars? What kind of man doesn't have a few scars on him? Scars are a symbol of manhood," teased Gerald with a playful tone, "Scars show you're reliable, that you can protect a woman."

Luke gave him a look as though he were an idiot, then his gaze shifted to Luca. "I don't want too many scars. I'm worried my future wife might dislike them."

Luca's heart sank at his words, but his lighthearted remark eased her sadness.

Despite the severity of his injuries, he was still trying to comfort her.

She felt helpless, unable to say or do anything to change his mind.

Gerald, oblivious to the undercurrent of emotion, continued to argue, "Scars show you're dependable. Your future wife will admire and worship you for it... but..."

He paused for a moment and his expression was suddenly strange. "Can any of us really get married? I've never heard of anyone in the organization getting married!"

Luca did not respond to Gerald.

Luke had made up his mind not to get stitches, and Luca knew there was no point in arguing further. She picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in iodine, and carefully began cleaning his wounds. "This might hurt a bit, bear with it."

"Okay."

Luke lowered his eyes, watching her delicate movements with tenderness.

After she carefully disinfected each gruesome wound, she sprinkled healing powder on them, and then layered them with gauze. Finally, she administered a tetanus shot to prevent infection.

a fine sheen of sweat

a sigh

strenuous activity that makes you sweat. Otherwise, they might get infected," Luca reminded him, worried that he would

Luke's gaze softened as he looked at

Gerald, then handed him the remaining gauze and powder. "Here, take

she handed him. "Why

taking care of Hera, so you'll need to change his bandages," explained Luca.

not seem ideal, was the only one

it's easy enough.

a moment, she added, "If you want the wounds to heal

feel as though no hardship had ever come between them, and their life together was as

not be able to keep an eye on Luke these next few

take good care of him. You don't have to worry about his recovery either. We've all taken the

the time. "I'll go pack a few things and head

had not contacted

her trip to

to gather her clothes before hurrying to the

for the room number, she walked straight into the room where Hera was

in a

receiving medical treatment, she had already woken

walk in, she frowned in disgust. "What are you doing here?" "Your boss asked me to come

eyes flashed with disdain. "Can't your boss afford

did not react to her tone. She opened the wardrobe and placed the change of clothes inside before

completely vague and out of context, leaving

don't really need someone to take

an eye on you. He's

deliberately said it that

Luca's last attempt to give Hera

enough to run,

be there. Luca's gaze turned steady as she observed the woman sitting

then she frowned and said, "Are you trying to scare me? Don't want

smile. Considering their past as classmates, she had said more than

was clear that Hera was not even

did not feel like saying anything