If she was just making a show with the knife, it wouldn't matter, but she really went hard on herself!
As the man's words fell, Summer Shawcross paused, her face immediately showing a bit of guilt.
"Um... actually, it doesn't hurt that much, you can... you can..." She forced a laugh, saying to him guiltily.
She knew that her unreasonable actions today, given his temperament, not throwing her down the stairs directly when carrying her up was already the greatest kindness he could show her...
Listening to her words, his expression didn't improve in the slightest, he continued lowering his eyes to help her with the wound.
His movements, however, were much gentler than earlier...
Summer lent her head back, obediently letting him apply medicine and bandage her up.
After a long while, the bandaging was done, and the frustrated Noah Drexler angrily tossed the scissors on the coffee table after cutting the gauze.
His handsome face was filled with discontent.
