Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 468 The Prettiest Girl

Isabelle’s voice was calm. “Hmm, and then?”

George added, “I’ll help you apply the ointment in the front.”

Isabelle replied, “I think I can handle that myself, right?”

George chose to misinterpret her subtle resistance. “That means it’s still inconvenient for you, so let me do it for you.”

His gaze was clear and earnest, without malicious intent.

Isabelle’s brows were slightly raised as they locked eyes.

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George felt uneasy. Just when he was about to give up under her gaze, Isabelle broke eye contact. Without a word, she lowered the cushion from her chest, displaying a scar on her left chest.

The wound on her rear shoulder had penetrated from the front, narrowly missing her heart. It had been a life–threatening injury at that time.

George steadied himself, controlling his gaze as his fingers, smeared with ointment, moved towards her pale chest.

He applied the ointment from top to bottom.

She had lost a lot of weight recently. Her backbones were prominent, and the contrast with the softness of her chest was stark. The skin on her chest was even more delicate.

The further down he went, the more pronounced the curve became and the softer it felt.

George’s movements grew more gentle.

He tried to regulate his breathing, but then his hand slipped and his finger pressed into her breast, leaving a slight indentation.

The unexpected contact made George’s blood pressure spike. It felt like he was. pressing into cotton candy. He hurriedly withdrew his hand, feeling embarrassed. “Sorry,” he stammered.

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of apology

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but his apology only made the situation more awkward. George was rattled, nervously swallowing

was cold, almost mocking.

eyes seemed to say, “You brought this on

but he saw the

He understood.

last time he had helped her bathe, she had also kept a calm facade, but a single kiss

a Sky Eye Robot is broken. He asked me to

“Mm,” Isabelle responded.

more smoothly. “Where’s

neutral and was also curious

in this topic, glanced at her phone and replied curtly, “Can’t you

standing patiently in the corner,

“Did

the name? What’s the new one?”

blinking.

relaxed completely. He said casually, “You can use my voice anytime. No

left for Aviara, she had unexpectedly asked him to send her a voice message. It was no

46-8. The

expression, Isabelle commented,

Finished

bully me or take advantage, did

voice.

suddenly

phone as she

surprised that you

a system malfunction,”

he said, but

face suggested otherwise.

with

retracted his hand.