Female Novel
Chapter 165
Ian hesitated for a moment before telling him what happened.
"Last night, you were in so much pain that you lost control. We had no choice but to restrain you. During thestruggle, Ms. Garcia was knocked down, and her arm was injured by broken glass on the ground..."
Hearing that the woman had been hurt because of him, Jean's brows furrowed even tighter.
Neera, who was in a drowsy sleep, vaguely heard voices and woke up. Rubbing her eyes, she raised her head.
"You're awake," she greeted him with a sleepy voice.
Jean was momentarily taken aback by her appearance, finding her sleepy eyes somewhat adorable. novelbin
He could not help but be captivated by her.
Neera noticed his gaze and hoped he had not noticed. Stretching lazily, she asked with concern, "How do you feelnow? Is the pain still there? Do you feel any discomfort?"
Jean snapped back to the present and calmly shook his head, "I'm feeling much better. It's nothing serious."
Neera nodded and subconsciously reached out to touch his forehead to check his temperature.
Jean's pupils constricted slightly.
Her hands were small and cold, and as they made contact, he could not help but feel his heart flutter.
A strange feeling washed over him like ripples in a pond.
Neera did not think much of the gesture, as it was part of her examination. Once she confirmed that his fever hadsubsided, she quickly withdrew her hand.
"Thankfully, it wasn't in vain," she remarked matter-of-factly.
Immediately, she put on a stern expression and began to lecture him.
"I've told you that I'm not feeling well, so you should have told me right away. Why didn't you listen? Before youhad an attack last night, there must have been signs of pain, right? You should have told me!"
Frustration and anger filled Neera's face as she thought about how Jean had chosen to endure the pain again. "Youthink you have to be brave? If it happens again in the future, you must tell me beforehand. I'll find a way tomanage and alleviate your pain. That way, even if it flares up, it will be within a controllable range. Otherwise,considering your physical condition, not even God may be able to save you!"
Realizing he was in the wrong, Jean nodded without offering any explanation. "You worked hard last night. Don'tworry, there won't be a next time."
Observing this exchange, Ian couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.
Sire was actually listening to his wife?
After all these years, this was the first time he had seen it!
Even if it were words from the family elders or himself, he might not have heeded them.
It seemed that Ms. Garcia's influence on his father could not be underestimated.
Neera glanced at the time and continued, "In any case, I'm glad you're okay. Last night's events caused significantdamage to your body. While I did my best to help with the treatment, it couldn't completely offset the damage.You should rest well, avoid exerting yourself, and remember to take your meals and medications on time."
She took out two additional medicines from the medicine cabinet and placed them by the bedside. "Add these twomedicines to your routine after each meal. If you have nothing urgent today, avoid going out. And if you feel anydiscomfort, come to me immediately."
With her instructions complete, Neera turned to leave but was stopped by Jean's grasp.
His hand felt warm, and she could sense the warmth in his fingertips. She paused for a moment and turned to lookat him. "Is there something else?"
Jean's gaze focused on her arm, saying, "The wound needs to be treated again."
The situation was too urgent last night, and Neera had only casually wrapped the gauze a few times. Now, oneend of the gauze had fallen off.
Neera noticed it, but did not pay much attention, saying, "It's okay, I'll just go back and take care of it."
However, Jean refused to let go of her hand and held it tightly. He insisted, "Take care of it first, and then you cango back."
Neera felt a bit perplexed by his actions, and that strange feeling stirred again.
In a somewhat exasperated tone, she said, "You... let go of me first, can't I take care of it myself?"
Jean immediately released his grip, allowing her to tend to her wound.
As Neera disinfected and applied the medicine again, she found it a bit difficult to wrap the gauze properly due toher hand movements. She attempted it twice but failed to tie it securely.
Observing her struggle, Jean reached out and offered, "I'll help you."
Neera did not object and simply let him take care of it.
Jean was very focused, carefully tending to her wound as if afraid of causing any discomfort.
Neera watched quietly and suddenly realized that this man was not as indifferent as he appeared on the surface...