Female Novel
Chapter 101: The Itch
"Mr.Reynolds..." A clear, subtle voice wafted over to Zac's ears.
Looking towards the door, Zac saw an anxious Dora calling out to him.Frowning, Zac looked at hersuspiciously before standing up and tiptoeing out the room.
"What's wrong?" Zac asked Dora in confusion.
It seemed like she had something to tell him.
Face flushed from embarrassment, Dora gently swayed from side to side.
In a low voice, she whispered, "Can I get your autograph?"
Dora then brought out a photo and pen as she eagerly awaited his autograph.Zac was speechlesswhen he saw this.
‘‘Is this nurse boy-crazed? Does she take me for a star?’’
Frowning with displeasure, Zac was about to refuse when a thought occurred to him.
Clearing his throat, he smiled charmingly and said, "No problem, but you need to answer myquestions."
Being the businessman that he was, he wasn't about to make a deal without getting something inreturn.
Since the nurse wanted his autograph, she needed to exchange something of equal value to him.
Having gotten Zac's word that he would autograph her photo, Dora nodded happily to indicate shewould be willing to answer any questions he asked.
"Have you found out how Patricia got those scars on her body?"
Before he had left the treatment room earlier, he had asked Dora to subtly inquire about Patricia'sscars.
He knew that if he asked Patricia, she would definitely not answer him.
But if Dora asked, Patricia might respond to her differently.
For some reason, Zac had a feeling that if it was Dora asking, Patricia might just let her guard downand open up.
"I asked her about it, but..."
Dora choked on her words, and tears streamed down her face.The mere thought of this dampened herspirits and put her in a depressed mood.
"...But Miss Patricia appeared so grief-stricken that I dared not probe further."
‘She was sad? Why would Patricia be sad?’ In his mind, only three things made her sad.
These were things concerning her child, Giselle, and her grandfather.
‘’Has she hidden something from Giselle? Everything I know about her has been learned fromGiselle.So, if Patricia didn't tell Giselle, she probably shielded Giselle from any hurt.And if it is becauseshe wants to protect Giselle, then I can only assume that it has something to do with the Sampsonfamily.’’ Zac fell silent.
Dora didn't know what to do, so she murmured depressingly, "Anyway, I believe this is the work ofsomeone who lives with Miss Patricia.Only someone living with her would have the opportunity to do
such a thing.Besides, not everyone can perform such cruel actions, and I really doubt the person whodid this is a lunatic."
She blew her nose as she tried to prevent her tears from falling.Dora's words made him remember theSampson family.
At the birthday party tonight, the members of the Sampson family were highly dissatisfied that Patriciawas present at the party.
The scene where the whole family bullied her days ago was still vivid in his mind.
"Thank you.I'll give you the autograph now."
Taking the photo and pen from Dora, Zac signed his name.
Then another thought popped into his mind.
Ordering Dora around in a condescending manner, he said, "From today onwards, you will be Patricia'sprivate nurse.You will be on call whenever we need you."
Dora beamed when she heard this.
She really liked Patricia and was happy to be in on her secret.
‘’The strong Miss Patricia is completely different from the rumors I've heard!’’ Seeing that Dora was sopleased by this news, Zac breathed a sigh of relief.novelbin
At least this way, Patricia would have company while she was in the hospital so she wouldn't bebored.When he returned to the ward, he saw that Patricia was wriggling her body like a worm.This sightwas so amusing that it brought a faint smile to his lips.
Walking over to her, he bent down and gently asked, "What's wrong, Patricia? Do you feeluncomfortable somewhere?"
Zac's gentle voice was like a refreshing summer breeze.Turning her face sideways, she tried to hideher embarrassment.
Avoiding Zac's gaze, she whispered, "My back itches."
Patricia wasn't sure if it was the medicine or something else causing the itch.But she had thought thatshe could relieve her discomfort on her own.
However, she hadn't expected that her hands wouldn't be long enough to reach the spot that wasirritating her.
"Which part is itchy?" asked Zac in a soft voice, like a breeze blowing past her back.
Patricia felt her face flush with color.Then the thought of Zac assisting her made her blush spread downto her neck.She suddenly became too shy to answer his question.Secretly glancing at her face, Zac'slips curled upwards into a smile.
It was rare to see Patricia so bashful, so he never missed an opportunity to tease her.
"Are you going to help me or not?"
Red in the face, she pouted as she angrily stared at Zac.
Seeing this, Zac's expression became serious again.
He looked at her and gently said, "Of course, I'll help you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he put his hand inside her clothes, which she then reprimanded himfor.
"Zac, you are such a rascal!"
Hearing this, Zac frowned with displeasure.
He looked at her and said coldly, "What on earth do you want me to do?"
Angrily glaring at her, Zac inexplicably felt that women were troublesome beings.Patricia frowned withdissatisfaction.
‘’Zac may have a temper, but so do I!’' She lashed out and said, "I asked you to help me.I didn't askyou to put your hand inside my clothes! Just scratch me over my clothes."
"You will feel uncomfortable if I did it that way.Cut the crap.Where is the itch?" Zac was depressed.
‘'I am being so kind-hearted to her, yet she is scolding me! What have I done to warrant this?’’
As soon as Zac finished speaking, his fingers began roaming her body, not caring whether she agreedto this or not.At the same time, he was very careful to avoid touching her wounds.
His movement was as soft as a feather, swaying back and forth on her body.
But that could not help Patricia relieve her itch.
"You're doing it too soft.Scratch my back harder.And you scratched the wrong place! It's not there.It'smore to the left," Patricia ordered.
Zac frowned and squinted his eyes at her.
‘‘Since when has she become such a chatterbox? She has been cold to me in front of others, but nowshe had become a chatterbox.Why is that? What could her reason be?’’
It was not until this moment that Zac realized that Patricia was a woman who was cold on the outsidebut warm-hearted on the inside.While Zac was lost in thought, Patricia continued dishing out orders.
"Slightly to the left.No, no.A little up!"
Zac sighed helplessly as he followed her instructions.
When his fingertips brushed against a swollen scar, Zac froze from shock, and his lips slightly trembled.
Patricia was just as surprised as Zac when this happened.
A hint of embarrassment flashed through her beautiful eyes before she softly said, "I'm fine now.Youcan stop, Zac."
As soon as she finished speaking, she hinted to Zac to remove his hand from under herclothes.Unfortunately, Zac didn't do as she wanted.
Instead, he gently touched the swollen scar, and in a choked voice, he asked, "How did you get hurthere?"