When I Was a Wallflower (Leo and Amelie)

Chapter 110 Keeping Her Around

Leo ran back and flung the door open. The first thing he saw was Elyse clutching her hand in pain, and shards of glass were scattered all over the ground.

Elyse sniffled, tears glistening in her eyes. “I was going to get a glass of water, and then the glass exploded in my face.”

The ground was covered in steaming water. The glass must have exploded in her hand.

She put her hand down, revealing her scalding arm.

He quickly approached her and placed her hand under the faucet. Then he turned it on and cleaned her wound with cold water. At the same time, he called the doctor.

It didn’t take long for the doctor to arrive. He cleaned her wound and dabbed some salve on it. Elyse put on a look of agony throughout the whole ordeal. She leaned closer to Leo, biting her lip tightly. And tears welled in her eyes.

“It’s not a serious burn. And I got here in time. Should heal in three days.” The doctor bandaged the wound and adjusted his mask. Then, he left.

Leo created some distance between him and Elyse. “You heard him. It’s not serious.” He picked the blanket up and covered it over her.

Elyse stared at him intently, a frown creasing her forehead like she was in great pain. “But my hand hurts a lot. Feels like a ton of ants are biting away at it. Can you stay for the night? Please?”

He pursed his lips and stared at her bandaged hand. Well, she did stay by my side when I was blind. And he nodded. “Very well.”

curled Elyse’s lips, and she

wash my hands.” Leo headed to

phone. He was close enough to inadvertently unlock his phone’s face recognition. There was something she needed to confirm. Even though she was in the room, she kept an eye on Leo all the time, and she clearly heard

and found the text he had

on her wound. The pain snapped her out of her stupor, and she plopped back down, her hands pressing down on her

him to stay with me. The burn was

with the help of Leo, still looking pale and frail. It was a fake look, of course. All so people would take pity on her. “Sorry I’m holding you back. I have a bit of hemophobia, and I don’t really like wounds. I would’ve gotten the dressing changed myself, but…” She put on a look

alright.” Leo shook

the time, and

she wasn’t afraid of wounds or blood. That was all a lie so he would stay with her. Amelie’s gone by now. They’ll never meet again. Delighted by that thought, she smiled at

gurney darted out from the corner, and a few medical staff members rushed down the corridor. They almost

and then someone bumped into his shoulder. That person turned around in panic. It was none other than Amelie, but she didn’t recognize Leo. She only turned by reflex. And then she was

silhouette lying on it. It’s a child. Bria. His heart sank, and he said, “Go back to your room.” And he went after

as pale as the walls of the hospital, rivulets of sweat pouring down her cheeks. Her back was already drenched

Leo approached

her lip hard, shivering in

trying his best to steady her. “Is it Bria?

“Yeah. Stomach ache. The doctor’s checking up