After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire novel Chapter 86

Hannah arranged Destiny's way out before returning to the room with Oscar.

Once back in her room, Hannah couldn't pretend anymore.

She flopped down on Oscar's bed and said to Oscar, "Go find a maid to help me check the wound on my back. Your father is pretty ruthless."

"You know the pain now?" Oscar walked over to her.

Hannah didn't bother to talk to him.

She just wanted to get the whip wound taken care of as soon as possible.

Oscar didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Hannah thought he had gone to look for the maid, and did not ask more questions.

It wasn't until a moment later that she felt someone undressing her.

She turned around and saw Oscar.

"What are you doing... Ah!" Because of the overreaction, Hannah tore the whip wound on her back, and tears came out of her eyes in pain.

Looking at Hannah, Oscar frowned and said somewhat seriously, "Don't move."

'Don't move? Then won't I be stripped naked by you?!'

"I asked you to call a maid to come and help me with my wounds, not you..."

Nine days out of ten she would be pulling her hair out.

Oscar didn't listen to her at all, but picked up the scissors and intended to cut off the clothes on her back that were already stained with blood.

"Oscar..."

"If you move one more time, it will be your flesh that I will cut." After saying that, Oscar deliberately put the shiny scissors in front of her eyes.

Clenching her teeth, Hannah cursed in her mind.

'You better not let me catch you in need of my help!'

Hannah held back her anger.

Then she felt a chill on her back.

Blushing slightly, she knew that her dress had been cut open by Oscar.

Hannah reassured herself inwardly and told herself not to mind him.

Cutting open her clothes, he didn't move for a long time. Hannah could feel a blazing gaze on her back.

"Oscar!" Hannah was getting mad again.

Before she met Oscar, she had been good at getting ahold of herself.

Even when she was stabbed to death by Charles, she tried her best to endure.

But ever since she met Oscar, she had been never in control of herself.

"Does it hurt?" Oscar asked her suddenly, which contrasted sharply with her cranky voice.

His voice was warm, slow, deep and bewitching, from which Hannah could sense a hint of heartache.

Being comforted by his words, she held back her bad temper and quieted down soon.

"A little bit... Hmm."

Hannah was getting a little weird.

She felt the tenderness of his lips on her back.

He planted a kiss near the wound.

Hannah went bright pink thoroughly, her ears, neck and every skin of her.

She was lying there like a cooked crab, which was completely at the mercy of others.

Oscar's lips left her back.

Looking at Hannah’s back, he could not help but have a smile on his face, where there was affection and worry behind it.

He reached out and unhooked Hannah's bra.

"Hey..." Hannah's body obviously tensed up.

"Don't worry. Even if I want to caress you, I won't do it now when you can’t move." Oscar smiled playfully like a tease, "At least when you feel better."

Hannah cursed to herself.