Chapter 34
Chapter 34:
After settling his bill, Ashton swiftly returned to where Rosalie was waiting.
On seeing his hurried pace, Rosalie eyed him with a touch of worry and asked, “Ashton, why such a serious look? Aren’t you happy with the payment p>
A look of discomfort crossed his face as he said, “It’s too generous. I feel guilty for accepting it p>
Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief, and her face brightened with a smile. “Compared to Selena’s health, this amount is negligible. If you refuse it, it’ll make me feel uncomfortable p>
She quickly shifted the topic. “Enough of that now. We’ve sorted out your attire, so let’s head back and start preparing. The charity concert is tonight, and it’s crucial we’re not late p>
With these words, Rosalie began to lead the way to the store exit.
However, she had only taken a few steps when she suddenly gasped and crouched down. Ashton hurried to her side and discovered Rosalie clutching her ankle, wincing in pain.
The culprit was clear: her high heels had caused her to twist her ankle in her rush to exit the store. He immediately assisted her to a nearby seat.
After a brief moment to regain her composure, Rosalie removed her high heels, revealing an ankle that was both red and swollen, throbbing with sharp pain. Her complexion turned pale. Attempting to stand, she found the pain unbearable.
Panic set in. “Oh no! I’m the host for tonight’s event. How can I possibly do that with this injury p>
Ashton carefully examined her ankle and reassured her, “You’ve been overworking yourself these past few days, leading to muscle fatigue and this sprain. But don’t worry, I have a way to help you recover swiftly p>
He then spoke to the store staff, asking if they could use a small room in the back.
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As he supported Rosalie to the designated room, she looked increasingly anxious.
She inquired cautiously, “Ashton, what exactly are you planning? Why do we need a separate room p>
He explained as they walked, “The fastest way to alleviate swelling and pain is through massage therapy. It’s more appropriate to do this in a private room p>
Sensing her nervousness, Ashton quickly added, “If you’re uncomfortable with this, I can try other methods, but they may not be as effective without medical equipment p>
He spoke with sincerity, yet Rosalie blushed at his words. “Massage? Does that mean you’ll be touching me?” Her voice quivered with the question.
The notion of such close contact with a man was new to her, and it set her nerves on edge.
Ashton gave a wry chuckle. “I’ll only need to touch where it’s injured p>
Despite his attempt to reassure her, Rosalie felt her heart flutter with unease. Yet, with the concert looming that evening, she consented after a moment’s hesitation.
“Just be gentle, okay? I’m really scared of the pain,” she whispered.
Ashton nodded, his touch gentle as he carefully held her foot. Rosalie’s foot felt delicate in his grasp. Maintaining his professionalism, Ashton concentrated on the task at hand.
It wasn’t long before Rosalie realized the necessity of a private setting. As the massage progressed, a warm sensation radiated from her foot, soothing her entire body. The intimacy of the setting, coupled with the physical relief, caused her heart to beat even faster, and her cheeks flushed deeply.
The warmth morphed into a tingling sensation that eased her pain and enveloped her in unexpected comfort. Caught off guard by the relief, Rosalie let out a soft moan.
“Mm p>
Though the moan was unintentional, it resonated with a languid tone and carried an unintentional allure. Despite his dedication to professionalism, Ashton couldn’t prevent his breath from quickening a touch. Rosalie noticed the subtle change in his demeanor and abruptly realized the inappropriateness of the situation. They were alone in the room, and her soft moan had inadvertently added a layer of intimacy to their interaction.
Overwhelmed by a surge of embarrassment, Rosalie’s face turned a deep crimson, coloring all the way to her ears.