No Chance of Remarriage: Get Lost

Chapter 1850 Does it Hurt?

Elisa was a little self-conscious as she hiked up her skirt, exposing a bit of her knee. The moonlight washed over her face, tinting her cheeks a rosy hue that only added to her beauty.

The warmth of Gareth's hand on her ankle was a comfort against the chill of the night air, but Elisa's foot twitched nervously, her mind flashing back to the kiss they had shared.

Gareth looked at her with concern, wondering if she feared the pain that was to come. "Are you scared of the pain?"

Elisa shook her head. She had endured many more agonizing situations; she had no reason to dread this.

Gareth raised an eyebrow. "You really are quite the tough one. Pain doesn't seem to bother you much."

He was being clever, alluding to her reputation for ruthlessness. Elisa caught his innuendo, and the glint in her eyes flashed dangerously.

"It's fine. I can take care of it myself," Elisa said as she reached for the rubbing alcohol, but Gareth dodged her attempt.

Seated on the bed, Elisa watched Gareth kneel before her. He was awkward and uncomfortable, but he tried to maintain eye contact.

"Stop moving around," he said again. He handed her the candle to hold, so he could free both hands to treat her wound.

the medicine to Elisa's wound. He was careful and skillful, and Elisa didn't

she felt was the warmth of his hand on her skin. It was

Elisa could only

made Gareth. He had everything: good looks, charm, talent, and

finished the bandaging and tied

"Done."

looked at the wound,

was

how to do this; everyone carried their own baggage, and if

mumbled, withdrawing her

Elisa's aloof demeanor, and his lips twitched in a half-smile.

that she was putting up a wall between them. He wanted to

ventured, "Don't you want to know how I learned

her eyes signaled him to

get into my fair share of fights as a kid, but that's all under the bridge now. If you're interested,

wasn't interested in the topic. Gareth just smiled