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Elisa could justify it by telling Gareth that he got injured because of her, so it made sense for her to check his wounds.

Elisa pursed her lips and continued, "You know what? It's no big deal. I think you're being unreasonable. Please remove your shirt, and let me check those wounds."

But Gareth quickly countered, "If I agree to let you check my wounds, will you come with me?"

Elisa was left speechless. This guy sure knew how to negotiate!

"Where exactly are we supposed to go?" Elisa asked, curiosity tinged with a hint of impatience.

Gareth remained composed as he replied, "If you come with me, you'll find out soon enough, won't you?"

Elisa grew increasingly frustrated with his stubborn attitude but didn't want to be rude or ignore him. So, she decided to preface her statement.

"Hold on a minute. Let me make this clear. If the place is too far or if your wounds are serious, count me out,"

now. If you're so desperate to

did he mean by saying she was desperate to see

desire to spare a glance at you if it weren't for the fact that

is that so?" Gareth retorted,

current state of mind. She continued to glare at him and spoke plainly, "Otherwise? Don't you forget we have no connection or obligations between us anymore? So, hurry up, I need to rest, and I don't have time

didn't respond, maintaining his

unbuttoned his shirt revealing two distinct sutures and two wounds she had stitched up. These surgical sutures didn't require removal, and there was no redness or swelling around them. Elisa couldn't help but

had been shot twice, each time narrowly avoiding a fatal

the bullet in his chest... If it had been a

he never took his injuries and the poison in his body

you really think you're

could only see one wound sewn up like

Considering all that...