Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 440 Taking a Bath

Outside the door, there were suddenly many footsteps and voices. George immediately went to the door.

The small house was built with stones and mud, with a shaky little wooden door. George looked out through the crack at the top of the door, where several children were gathered outside.

George walked back and said, “They must have been attracted by the smell of chicken soup. People here hardly get enough to eat, they might not even have a decent meal in a month, let alone meat.

George said, “We’ll leave when you’re able to walk.”

The slums were a good hideout, but they stuck out like a sore thumb here, even if they stayed indoors, even if he ditched his fancy clothes and tried to blend in.

Another day passed without any trouble.

As night crept in, the slum was cast in darkness, with just a few dim lights here and there, and everyone had already shut themselves in for the night.

George boiled some water, getting ready to help Isabelle clean up.

Isabelle watched him bustling around with one hand injured when he brought the water over and lifted her blanket to start unbuttoning her clothes.

Just as he unbuttoned one…

Isabelle said. “How many times have you done this?”

The light inside the small house was very dim, even the linde bulb on the ceiling was encrusted, having witnessed the passing of many generations.

To avoid any awkwardness, George didn’t hesitate after fetching the water. He smoothly started to help her undress.

But Isabelle always seemed to hid a way to spike” him at crucial moments

held back

he

betrayed no emotion. “What?”

eyes with him. “Do

swallowed nervously, his expression slightly stiff, unsure

could speak, she’d definitely

his throat. “Uh…

cool, but her eyes hinted at some teasing and playfulness. “Seems like there’s not

immediately responded, “No, it’s

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at him like that

George hesitating, Isabelle considerately turned her face away, not looking

heart a bit

a thin garment, with several deep wounds visible, especially the one on

the buttons on her chest were undone, a glimpse

view now added a hint of ambiguity because of that fair skin, creating an

about her,

of

though he was dealing with someone he liked, George’s self–control wasn’t that bad. If Isabelle didn’t tease him, he wouldn’t be as clumsy as he was