Chapter 840 Another Rumor

Charles carried her upstairs, his face stern.

Returning to the bedroom, Charles did not utter a word. He simply took a bath as usual and then lay down.

on the bed.

Sitting on the couch, Whitney glanced at him and hesitated for a moment before saying, “Tonight… I’ll sleep on the couch. Could you please help me get the blanket?”

Her leg was in such severe pain that she feared she might fall if she tried to fetch the blanket herself, which could potentially upset him.

Charles’ movements came to a halt. He walked straight to Whitney and picked her up, placing her on the

bed.

Whitney quickly got to her feet. “I-I haven’t taken a bath.”

She had absolutely no time to change out of these dirty clothes throughout the day. They probably still recked of blood.

“What a hassle.”

Charles’ blue eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of impatience crossing his face. Once again, he stood up and carried her to the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, he stayed there. Nervously gulping, Whitney stuttered, “Um… I-I can wash myself.”

“All right. Go to bed after you’ve finished washing up.”

With these cold words, Charles finally walked out of the bathroom.

Only then did Whitney dare to undress, and it was then that she noticed the wound on her leg. Although It was wrapped in gauze, traces of blood still seeped through.

Luckily, the last time she tidied up, she placed a first aid kit in the bathroom for emergencies. She never thought it would actually come in handy now.

Ouch, it really hurts.

The gauze was sticking to the wound, so the only option was to dampen it with water while gently peeling it off.

The sound of running water in the bathroom masked Whitney’s painful gasps.

refusing to let

the bathroom

that by the time she exited the bathroom, he would already be sleeping.

half an hour later, Whitney finally sauntered out

she opened the door, she almost bumped into Charles’

Whitney was speechless.

he… been waiting at the door this whole

speak, the man swiftly scooped her up in a bridal style.

lights and pulled her

time

tightly against his chest, listening to the sound of his strong

on her waist; they were extremely close with each other.

accompanied by a faint

lot, it seemed as if

wife, did

did she dare to hope for too

hope, the greater the disappointment.

reduce your disappointments. Forget it.

to hail a cab to work. However,

her room. Seeing them leaving together, she nodded approvingly. “That’s more like it. Charles, you should have been bringing Whitney to work a long time ago. Now that she’s injured, you must take good care

“Yeah.”

the company, the two of them

a bit nervous.

out of Charles’ car,

driving straight into the parking lot. I’ll just wait for him to go up first,

in her heart, but Charles did

to the front of the company

window. Lowering her head, she asked in a low voice, “We’re

to Whitney’s anxiety, Charles appeared nonchalant. With an air of composure, he said. “You shouldn’t move

not refuse. With a sense of dread. she had no choice but to open

was simply too cool.

was a dark-gray Rolls-Royce with a unique plate number. It was probably unmatched

aback as they saw Whitney step out of the car. Fearful of being recognized, Whitney kept her head down and

of this scene still

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