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Chapter 116 The Meds

Charmaine didn’t have a chance to stop him. “Emyr, don’t-”

That towel hasn’t even been washed yet!

As soon as the cool fabric brushed against his face, Emyr immediately felt a sense of relief.

Finished

He glanced up at Charmaine, whose expression was a mix of surprise and something else. “I just wanted to wipe my sweat. Is there an issue?”

Charmaine quickly shut her mouth, which had opened in shock. “N–no problem.”

After all, he’d already used it. If she pointed out that the towel had touched her skin, it might spark an argument she wasn’t ready to have.

It was best if she kept that to herself.

Emyr wiped his face a couple more times before tossing the towel back at her. “The towel wasn’t wrung out before you came out.”

His eyes narrowed, a playful tone creeping into his voice. “Are you worried about me?”

Charmaine simply stared at him, her mouth opening and closing, but she chose to remain silent.

She got up and went to fetch a basin of water, her movements steady as she began to carefully wipe him down again.

Emyr watched her in silence, his eyes following the meticulous way she wiped his arms, making sure not to miss a single detail.

Earlier, she had rushed in with her hair loosely pinned behind her ears, strands of it falling around her face in a gentle cascade. She wore thin nightwear that clung to her body, tracing the graceful outline of her form.

and it made her face look even more delicate than before, her small features accentuated. Her skin had a soft, pale glow, and

warmth filled his eyes as he looked

saved me

of his nightshirt to reveal his toned abdomen. Her expression was

be a next

syringe on the nightstand, and he let out a bitter chuckle. “The meds … They’re

task. “Once you’re

with hers. “You’re that

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best to cure you.”

smirk tugged at Emyr’s lips. “Alright.”

her

her expression soft and amused.

Finished

sweat, then found him a fresh nightshirt and helped him change. As for the pants…

him. “You can handle the rest.

grunted, and the rustling of fabric filled the air.

quickly

room. She could see Emyr’s long legs as he removed his pants,

lowered her head, pretending to inspect the syringe on the nightstand to distract herself.

packet of medication and examined it

blank,

brought the packet to her

Her brow furrowed.

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