Chapter 290
Serena shot back, I do p>
Looking at his infuriatingly charming smile, Serena was already getting used to the man’s constant showing off.
She went up to the second floor.
Her eyes swept over the empty rooms, and she finally walked toward a side bedroom.
This room faced the villa’s main gate, which would give her a better vantage point to monitor everything.
Just as Serena was about to push the door open, her wrist was gently grabbed from behind by Nicholas.
The grip wasn’t strong, but it was enough to make her stop.
She turned around.
The man’s fingertips were cool as he held her wrist and lifted it.
He frowned, his gaze falling on the back of her hand.
The startling wound on the girl’s fair, delicate hand was extremely obvious.
Nicholas’s frown deepened. “Why didn’t you treat this properly after you went home p>
Serena tried to pull her hand back. “It’s almost healed. It doesn’t need any more medicine p>
After Nicholas had treated it last time, she had completely forgotten about the wound. It hadn’t hurt much, and once the bleeding stopped, it seemed fine.
“What do you mean it doesn’t need it?” Nicholas said, holding her hand firmly. “What if it leaves a scar because you didn’t take care of it p>
As he spoke, he pulled Serena into the room diagonally across the hall. “From now on, I’m going to make sure you apply medicine until your hand is completely healed p>
His tone left no room for argument.
He took a first-aid kit out of his suitcase. “If it really does scar, and Old Mr. Lancaster and Mrs. Lancaster see it, do you think their hearts won’t break p>
Serena’s long, dark lashes fluttered as she watched the man walk toward her with the first-aid kit.
She felt a slight flutter in her chest.
She spoke up. “You brought a first-aid kit specifically for this p>
“I figured you wouldn’t take the wound on your hand seriously, sol came prepared,” Nicholas said,
placing the kit on the sofa
and
kneeling in front of Serena. And as it
turns out, I was right p>
The man’s shirt tightened as he knelt, outlining his narrow waist and the smooth
lines of his muscles.
The tension in the air was palpable.
Especially when he knelt down and gently held her hand, as if it were a rare treasure.
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The goldendight streaming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows Nicholas’s slightly
It cast a soft glow on his long, dark lashes, making his cool, ethereal face even more captivating.
His movements as he applied the medicine were exceptionally gentle, filled with an almost reverent care.
The air seemed to thicken at that moment, charged with a strange energy.
It felt like an electric current, spreading from her heart through her entire body.
It was like a small stone dropped into her heart, sending ripples through her.
Serena’s breathing changed, becoming subtly unsteady.
As if sensing her gaze, the man, having finished applying the dressing, slowly lifted his eyes.
Serena was caught off guard, her gaze locking with his dazzling, captivating ones.
For a moment, her heart, already tingling with that electric current, suddenly throbbed.
Her breath hitched once more.
The man’s deep, enchanting eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, clearly reflecting her face.
They were full of a deep, lingering affection… and held a burning intensity.
After a silent dozen seconds, Serena
was the first to look away. She
her hand back and
stood up
6. “Thanks p>
She tossed out the single word, shoved her hand back into her pocket, and turned
to leave the room.