Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 308

Chapter 310

Seeing how Vania heaved a sigh of relief while removing the last layer of the cloth, Hanson smiled. He did not feel a sting of pain thanks to her careful ministration.

Once she was prepared with the tools to disinfect his wound, she cooed, "I'll disinfect the wound right now. Tell me if it hurts."

Vania was afraid that the process might be painful since there was blood oozing out from the wound.

Hanson couldn't help but smile at her words, which sounded like it was directed at an injured kid. Still, he figured that it wouldn't hurt to act childish for once. "Do you have sweets?"

He could recall the maids giving sweets to Morales and Morgan as a reward for taking the medicine whenever they fell sick.

Vania was stunned by his childlike behavior before saying, "Nope." Is he acting like a child right now?

The corner of his lips twitched in grievance, but he behaved nevertheless. "Alright."

With skillful hands, it didn't take her long to apply the medicine for him. She even blew on the wound several times to stave off the pain.

As though it was a belated reflex response, Hanson suddenly exclaimed when she was done with the bandage, "Ouch! Sweetie, it hurts so much."

Vania's hand trembled upon hearing the sudden endearment, almost dropping the medical kit onto the floor. The way Hanson addressed her kept ringing in her head like a loop. Why is he calling me like that again?

Vania's hand trembled upon hearing the sudden endearment, almost dropping the medical kit onto the floor. The way Hanson addressed her kept ringing in her head like a loop. Why is he calling me like that again?

Vania believed that no one could have expected Hanson to act this way. Still, the endearment did make her feel bashful, by which she retorted, "You're already a grown man. I'm sure that you can endure the pain."

"No, I can't."

As he was behaving like a three-year-old child, Vania was worried that he would end up rolling on the floor just to get what he wanted. "But I've tended to your wound. We can't apply anything to relieve the pain anymore."

Hanson continued his immature behavior as he said, "But there's a better pain reliever. You haven't used it yet."

Confused, she frowned as she was oblivious that such a magical thing actually existed in her home.

"Darling, do you really want to see me suffer?" His piteous voice was seeking solace.

However, the pet name made Vania's skin crawl once again, stimulating the urge to shove the medical kit into his mouth so that he would stop.

"What is it? Tell me." She doubted that he would be able to find something which she didn't know of.

Hanson's visage was stern as he said, "It's so far, yet so near from me."

A flicker of suspicion flashed in her eyes. Is it me?

Before she could say something, the man pressed his lips against hers.

He is seizing every chance that he sees, isn't he? Is he possessed or instructed by someone? Why are we kissing every now and then?

Almost running out of breath, Vania shoved him away while huffing and puffing to catch her breath.

Meanwhile, Hanson didn't hide the smugness in his eyes as he was savoring the kiss. "As expected of the best medicine we could find in this world; I don't feel pain anymore."

Gritting her teeth, she shot glares at him upon realizing what he meant by the best medicine. She then huffed, "I should've just let you be."

After that, she stomped on his feet to punish him, albeit lightly.