We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Elisa could justify it by telling Gareth that he got injured because of her, so it made sense for her to check his wounds.

Elisa pursed her lips and continued, "You know what? It's no big deal. I think you're being unreasonable. Please remove your shirt, and let me check those wounds."

But Gareth quickly countered, "If I agree to let you check my wounds, will you come with me?"

Elisa was left speechless. This guy sure knew how to negotiate!

"Where exactly are we supposed to go?" Elisa asked, curiosity tinged with a hint of impatience.

Gareth remained composed as he replied, "If you come with me, you'll find out soon enough, won't you?"

Elisa grew increasingly frustrated with his stubborn attitude but didn't want to be rude or ignore him. So, she decided to preface her statement.

"Hold on a minute. Let me make this clear. If the place is too far or if your wounds are serious, count me out,"

feeling perfectly fine now. If you're so desperate to see it, I can

saying she was desperate to see

care less about your injury. Do you think I have any desire to spare a glance at you if it weren't for the fact that you were nosy and injured because of me? Just so you know, I

retorted, his gaze questioning and

you forget we have no connection or obligations between us anymore? So, hurry up, I need to rest, and I don't

respond, maintaining his

calmly unbuttoned his shirt revealing two distinct sutures and two wounds she had stitched up. These surgical sutures didn't require removal, and there was no redness

been shot twice, each time

lingered in his body, and the bullet in his chest... If it had been a

he never took his injuries and the poison in his body seriously, whether back in Moranta or upon his return

annoyed, "Do you

brow. Elisa could only see one wound sewn up like a winding trail. There was

Considering all that...