The Billionaire’s Maid Bride

Chapter 100

His arm was burning with pain, but his mind was clear. He recognized the figure approaching him, “You?”

She was the waitress from Red Jack Club.

Allison had a first–aid kit in her hands. Wearing her dress made it inconvenient to bend over, so she knelt down on the carpet, pulled out some bandages and alcohol, and began to treat his wound. She never imagined he’d actually hurt himself this badly.

The wound was deep and bleeding heavily.

Allison’s palm was warm with his blood, her fingers were trembling.

She took a deep breath, seemingly a bit scared.

“Mr. Crane, it might hurt a bit, just bear with it,” she said, pressing the alcohol–soaked cotton ball onto his wound. For a moment, she squeezed her eyes shut, as if she didn’t dare to look.

Aidan gave a cold laugh, “You’re scared, yet you came back?”

Allison thought she shouldn’t have returned either, “You’re right, I will mind my own business from now on.”

He had been drugged, lost control of himself, and nearly forced her to help relieve his desires. But looking into her clear, bright eyes, Aidan sobered up. The drug was

was just a minor injury in

didn’t expect was that this woman

really was a

watched her closed eyes, her thick lashes trembling like butterfly wings. Her naive and

and bandages from her hands and began treating his wound himself,

up, “Then I won’t bother

could treat his wound himself, she assumed he would

heard Aidan’s voice from behind, “Call Parker

knew Parker,

to the washroom to wash her hands, then found Parker and briefly told him what

waiting for you, you

and

stepping over to Aidan,

and Aidan’s arm, now wrapped in white gauze. The bleeding had stopped, Aidan’s lips were pale, he looked at

his body hot