The Returned Heiress Who Never Fit In

Chapter 617

Chapter 607 Fever and Frustration

Victor sat at the edge of the bed, staring at the tears clinging to the corners of her eyes.

It was getting on his nerves.

He glanced at the bedside table. The medicine the doctor had left for her wounds was still sealed. Clearly, she hadn’t used it at all like he told her to.

With a sigh, he picked up the tube and tore the packaging open.

Then he walked into the bathroom to wash his hands and grabbed a pair of disposable gloves from the medical kit.

Last night had clearly shaken her up more than he thought.

As he applied the ointment, Tessa squirmed and whimpered in protest. “It hurts… don’t…”

She kept twisting her body away from him, trying to avoid the pain.

With a short sigh, Victor pulled her straight out of the blankets and into his arms. “Hold still.”

His tone was firm, not loud, but it left no room for arguing. Even in her feverish haze, Tessa flinched and instinctively curled in on herself.

Victor watched her for a moment and let out a quiet sigh.

“It hurts…” She whimpered again, eyes closed, lips barely moving as the medicine stung.

He paused mid–motion, glancing down at the weak, flushed girl in his arms. His voice dropped, soft and gruff. “So damn fragile.”

Between her whining and constant squirming, it took him almost ten minutes to get the medicine on properly.

It was rough on her, but it wasn’t exactly easy for him either.

Especially with her twisting around in his lap the whole time.

Once he finished, he pulled the blanket over her and grabbed the bottle of liquid medicine.

Just like the housekeeper said–she wasn’t having it.

It turned into a whole struggle.

“Open your mouth,” he ordered.

listening, Tessa grabbed her blanket, rolled to the far side of the bed, and buried herself

stared at her

her fight him off over something as simple as medicine pushed him past

her ankle and dragged her right back toward

her the chance to resist, he forced the medicine

really did force it

in her soon to bring it down, there was no telling

by the end, most

was completely worn out. His patience was

and covered in sweat, he stormed out of the room. The

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607 Fever and

the look on his face–no one

her clothes,”

“Yes, Mr. Victor.”

Finished

his orders, Victor turned and headed back to his room. On his way to the bathroom, he stripped off his clothes one by one,

on the shower and stepped

Damn it.

control–it was getting harder and harder

hour later that

just stepping out, toweling off, and throwing on clean clothes when a soft knock sounded at

are you

is it?” His

his body, his tone was

clearly startled. “Ms. Tessa… she refuses to

eyebrow. “What do

say, she won’t let go

“Then cut them

the housekeeper stammered.

a hand through

was curled up, clinging tightly to the front of her

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