The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1007

I pursed my lips. "Let me help you."

Before he could refuse, I quickly dragged him to the sofa. When I reached out to undo his buttons, he suddenly held down my hand.

I frowned and looked up at him. "Your wound needs to be treated, Mr. Fredericks." 1

He was stunned, then helplessly smiled. "Alright, then."

After undoing his blouse, the wound on his waist was exposed. Blood started seeping out.

I could not stop myself from furrowing my brows. This man was quite good at enduring pain. I thought it was caused by a weapon, but after cleaning his wound, I realized that it was an injury from a wooden stake.

I looked up at him and asked, "Did someone do this?"

"I knocked myself into it when we were fighting," he said a little nonchalantly, "It isn't serious because it doesn't involve any vital organs."

This was not considered serious enough?

Just a little more to the side and it would have hurt his kidney.

on

his body but they

started concentrating on dressing his wounds. As there was no anesthetic administered, wounds hurt when cleaned with alcohol. Hence, Jordan was seen frowning

me sideways. "No,

U H

Was he not human?

the tip of his finger. If he was human

can a massive wound like that not hurt? You're

wounds, I applied medicine to stop the bleeding and

sweat from my forehead with my sleeve and grabbed the gauze to bandage

was just about to look up at

raised my eyes to

our eyes met, there was a hint of

keep

after helping me wipe my sweat

I froze, unable to react in

when he looked at me, I nodded hesitantly. "I can, but I haven't cooked

nodded, his cool brows lifting slightly. "I came in a hurry

shouldn't take long for me to prepare for it. You can lie down