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.

the injury on his waist, there were

body but

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

me sideways. "No, it

U H

Was he not human?

the tip of his finger. If he was human made of blood and flesh, how could he not be in any

that it hurts. How can a massive wound like that not

cleaning the wounds, I applied medicine to stop the bleeding and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he

wiped the sweat from my forehead with my sleeve and grabbed

knot on the gauze, I was just about to look up at Jordan when I felt a hint

my eyes

there was a hint

infection if you keep

smiled slightly and pulled back his hand after

froze, unable to react

but I haven't cooked for a long time. If you're hungry and don't mind my culinary skills,

his cool brows lifting slightly. "I came in a hurry and haven’t eaten

long for me to prepare for it. You can lie down and wait for