Chapter 463

It hurt so much that beads of sweat started to form on Anne's forehead.

Soon, she felt cold from her back. After the cold, the pain on her back was relieved.

Then, it was a second wound.

Anne woke up from her sleep, and Anthony was no longer sleeping next to her. The wounds on her back were gently touched by something that felt like a cotton bud.

She could faintly smell the medicine in the air.

She did not need to turn around to know who the person was helping her with the medicine.

She did not expect Anthony to be waking up in the middle of his sleep to apply the anesthesia for her.

"Did I wake you up? I did not want to move around. It was too uncomfortable." Anne's face pressed into the pillow, making it deformed. Her lips pouted.

Anthony's face was still expressionless. "Good that you are aware of it."

bud into the trash can and went to the bathroom to wash his

the water splashed in the tap and wondered, could she blame him

about following suit during the day and had

little hungry. Can you get me something

"Now?"

"Yes, can you please?"

He looked intimidating and menacing. "Don't think that I helped you with the wounds means you could now order

would I be brave enough to order you around? I am really hungry." Anne's facial expression became very pitiful, her eyes covered in a light layer of mist. "Just help me pour a glass of milk,

while, and then he turned

took out the milk from the fridge and poured it into the glass. Anthony stared at the glass. His face was

her bed every day, that only was because he did not want anyone else to

him feeding her personally, it

it proactively, was not the same as her asking him to do

figured perhaps just take this as payback after indulging in

Anthony brought the milk back into the

over, Anne said, "Get me a straw please.

too pleased. He suppressed it and went to retrieve a straw, sticking it into

delight in and took a sip

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