Chapter 1158 Using Herself to Appease Him
Although she managed to hold back her voice, her body tensed up instantly due to the pain caused by the
ointment. Huston knew she was in great pain, but there was no immediate relief he could offer. He could only
desperately restrain his own anxiety and apply the ointment even more gently for her.
After more than ten minutes, all the wounds were finally covered with ointment.
Huston immediately averted his gaze and took a deep breath. "Stay lying down, and don't move. Get up after the
ointment dries."
He didn't dare to look at her anymore. One more look would make his heart ache so much that he felt suffocated.
However, Evelyn suddenly understood. "Did I scare you? Let Sadie apply it for me in the future..."
"I feel really distressed." Huston interrupted her self-deprecating words. Seeing those wounds would fill him with a
surge of anger in his chest, even though this anger was inexplicable to him. He just couldn't control it.
"I saw you suffering, and I can't do anything about it, which is agonizing for me. It has nothing to do with you, so
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtplease don't dwell on it," he said, without giving her a chance to respond, and walked directly towards the open
balcony connected to the bedroom.
Following his departing steps, Evelyn looked over and saw him closing the balcony door. He then took out a pack of
cigarettes from his pocket, lit one with impatient fingers, brought it to his lips, and took a deep drag while bowing
his head.
The white smoke dispersed from his lips, and his expression appeared somewhat blurry and distant, making it hard
to discern clearly. Yet, the lingering sense of melancholy and low spirits around him was unmistakable.
She underwent the treatment, enduring the pain with determination and a steadfast goal in mind.
But she didn't expect that he was the one who was more stressed than her.
She had never anticipated such a scene; perhaps it was because he cared too much about her. Therefore, even the
slightest sign of discomfort from her made him so anxious.
This couldn't go on like this.
Evelyn felt that she needed to come up with a way to make him less anxious.
But after thinking about it for a while, she suddenly didn't know where to start.
This man had wealth and power, lacking nothing in material aspects, and even his mental strength seemed
unbreakable. The only gap was her, but how could she use herself to comfort him?
She buried her head in the soft pillow and smelled the familiar scent. Her brain, which seemed to have been
injected with cement, suddenly became enlightened.
In fact, it was not that there was no way.
On the third day of treatment, after Evelyn had accepted the treatment, the ointment prescribed by Kevin proved
to be highly effective, and as a result, most of the bruising on her back had almost completely disappeared. When
she had the opportunity, she immediately took a shower and stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, looking at
the scars that were visibly slightly better than before. She felt relieved.
Although the process was extremely painful, it had to be said that the results were remarkably significant. After just
one treatment, the uneven scars immediately seemed to have faded a layer. Though they were still quite
noticeable, they had improved significantly compared to before.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith such perseverance in the treatment, the scars on her back would undoubtedly be completely removed within
three months.
Thinking of this, the weight on Evelyn's heart was relieved a lot.
She glanced at the small wall clock hanging in the bathroom, and the hour hand was slowly pointing towards
eleven. She dried her hair and looked at herself in the mirror, with her face blushing from the steam under the bath
towel. Taking a deep breath, she didn't change into pajamas and went out directly, wrapping herself in the
bathrobe.
Lying half-sitting on the bed, Huston was looking at a report. He hadn't been to the company for a long time, but
Matt still sent him the monthly report.
This had been a tacit understanding between them, formed over many years of being good friends.
At this moment, the bathroom door was opened, and the man put down the report in his hand, Huston's gaze
turning towards her. White steam rushed out from the door, and standing in front of it was Evelyn, wrapped only in
a white towel. Her round shoulders were exposed, and her two slender, straight legs were also visible.
Since her illness and memory loss, he had never had any intimate contact with her. It was not that he didn't want
to; countless times during the late nights, he had to satisfy himself with his right hand. However, it was never
fulfilling enough. Now, looking at her fresh and alluring appearance, his desires surged toward a certain place,
raging, roaring, and restless.