---- Chapter 120 I didn't know how long it took, but eventually , 1 managed to endure the pain, though I was covered in cold sweat. I hurriedly wrapped the wound again with the same silk scarf, but it still felt irritated and raw. With no other choice, I rummaged through the first aid kit and found some gauze. I wrapped it around my wrist and sealed it with waterproof tape. After taking a shower, I would put the scarf back on to cover it. Iwas relieved Jonathan wasn't coming back tonight.

My wound needed some fresh air so it wouldn't get more inflamed. Jonathan wasn't coming back tonight, which worked out. My wound needed some air or it would just keep getting inflamed. When I stepped out of the bathroom, the air was still heavy with steam. There was a tall figure sitting at the edge of the bed. As soon as he saw me, he looked up. "Are you done showering ?" he asked. Ijumped in fright and nearly slipped.

I steadied myself by holding the doorframe and finally recognized Jonathan sitting on the bed. I pursed my lips, and my expression darkened. "Why are you back? Didn't you say you weren't coming tonight?" ---- Isounded impatient and irritated . I walked over, drying my hair with a towel. Jonathan stood up, took the towel from my hand, and began drying my hair. With his other hand, he gently lifted my chin.

"You really don't want to see me back?" lignored him and reached for the towel again, but Jonathan gripped my waist and held me close. "Don't move," he whispered. looked up at him. His eyes were dark and unreadable, showing no clear emotion. He just kept carefully drying my hair. Feeling a bit restless, I gave him a light push. "If you're here to lecture me, just get it over with. I want to rest soon." Jonathan didn't respond.

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Instead , he led me to the bed, took out a hairdryer , and gently ran his long fingers through my hair as he dried it. His touch was so gentle that it almost made me feel like I was someone precious to him. Sometimes I didn't know what he was really thinking. I couldn't help but glance at his profile. He was so serious and attentive. And yet, he could be so cruel and hateful. "Why are you staring at me?" he asked suddenly. The sound of the hair dryer stopped, and he turned to look at me.

If it had been in the past, I might have fallen for that face of ---- his. In fact, [had secretly liked him for so many years because of that face. But now, all I could think about was the way he had hurt me in the past, and how coldly he treated me now. When I finally spoke, my voice carried my irritation. "If you want to scold me, then hurry up.

I know I was rude to the old man earlier, and I said harsh things about your precious Alicia Before I could finish, Jonathan interrupted, "Why do you think I'm here to scold you?" Isneered. "What else would it be? You just had Hugh tell me earlier that you wouldn't be sleeping here tonight. Then I happened to run into you two in the hall and overheard you talking about me behind my back." I paused and gave him a mocking look.

"Even if they're the ones talking behind my back, I'll always be the bad guy in your eyes the moment I fight back. Isn't that right?" "Tnever said that," he said. "But that's exactly what you think!" I shot back. We stared at each other, caught in a standoff. After a long moment, Jonathan suddenly stood up. Ijumped back instinctively. "What are you doing?" He lowered his head and looked at me with a shadowy gaze. "' ---- Elise, are you afraid of me?"