Catelyn gasped in fright at the sight of the bright red liquid from Cedrick’s wound. “Are you injured?!” She moved to help him. “I’m sorry, it’s all because you helped me! I’ll send you to the hospital right away, and I’ll take full responsibility—”
Cedrick, however, evaded Catelyn’s hand. He felt oddly irked as though a fire was burning within him that he could not put out no matter how hot it burnt.
He must have been crazy to save this woman.
Ignoring Catelyn, he walked back to the Bagatti Veiron parked by the road, where Eason had been waiting by the car door.
Knowing that he had gotten the wrong idea, Eason dared not speak.
With a dark expression, Cedrick was about to get into the car when he realized that no one was behind him. He turned to look back and noticed Catelyn lowering her head to inspect if her phone was broken.
“Catelyn Clark!” He glared at her. “Aren’t you taking full responsibility? Keep up!”
Catelyn held her phone close and felt relieved that it was not broken. She put it away and hurried toward Cedrick. “Coming!”
‘This guy’s got a temper, alright. He keeps shouting at people!’ she thought.
…
Catelyn and Cedrick headed to a private hospital situated in the city center. Eason and a couple of other bodyguards went to clear out one of the floors before Cedrick and Catelyn stepped into the examination room.
When the doctor saw them, he took up carefully as though facing a formidable enemy. “Master Cedrick? What—”
Cedrick’s aura was as intimidating as ever as he pointed to the injury on his right arm. “Car accident. Help me clean this up.”
“Right away.” The doctor bowed gingerly and went to retrieve his medical kit.
Cedrick sat lazily on the leather couch with his right arm on the handrest. His long fingers clenched into a fist, and his side profile seemed softer under the warm light.
“Madam, please help remove Master Cedrick’s clothing,” the doctor requested.
Catelyn’s gaze quivered at this as her eyes wandered around the room before she awkwardly replied, “Isn’t there a nurse?”
“The nurse is tending to other patients now,” the doctor explained, but a confused expression appeared on his face shortly after. “By the way, Master Cedrick is a great driver. How did he get into a car accident?”
Catelyn chuckled dryly before taking a few deep breaths and rolled up her sleeves with resignation.
‘I have to repay my debt to him,’ she thought to herself resolutely. ‘So what if I need to take off his clothes? I’ve even given birth to a child, so what’s there to be so shy about?’
Catelyn unbuttoned Cedrick’s shirt and carefully took his black suit jacket off, only to find his entire shoulder area soaked in red.
She noted that his body was lean and muscular, his chest heaving as he breathed.
The air was filled with the heavy smell of blood, and due to the nature of human blood to clog, the shirt stuck to Cedrick’s injury tightly. The flesh was mutilated, and even by the looks of it, Catelyn could tell how much it hurt, so she reminded herself to be gentle.
Despite the metallic smell hanging in the air, Cedrick still caught a whiff of the faint gardenia scent from Catelyn when she leaned closer, and it was enticing.
Soon, the doctor finished wrapping the injury on the arm and sighed a long breath of relief; so did Catelyn.
The next instant, Cedrick pointed to his leg and said, “Here, next.”
Catelyn backed away warily, her eyes widening at Cedrick’s demand. “What do you want? If this is all, then I’m going to pay now.”
Cedrick rested his long legs on the coffee table and said, “I hurt my leg as well when I was helping you, so help me take my pants off, too.”
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