"Have you ever heard of the old saying: When you see Buddha off, don't stop when you reach West. You may as well see him all the way to Heaven. It means you don't stop midway in doing a good deed. Since you've save me, you should be responsible for me," Terence relayed smugly. He continued,"I can't sleep like this. And if I can't sleep well, I won't be able to function tomorrow." "With that said, can I please have the honor of using your bathroom?" he finally asked.
To further prove his point, Terence visibly sniffed his sweaty body. When he saw blood all over him, he grew embarrassed.
As a neat freak, he wouldn't be able to sleep this way.
"You....." Carla tried to contain her annoyance. She didn't expect that the man could become even more unreasonable. She snorted and refused him firmly,"No, I don't like strangers using my bathroom. So I guess you just have to deal with it, sorry."
"Ah, never mind. I'm not a heavy sleeper, so I guess you won't mind if I stain your sofa." The man stretched his legs and deliberately wiped them on the spotless sofa. All he had to do then was wait for Carla's response.
Carla stared at him in disbelief. Rolling her eyes, she sighed and started walking towards the bathroom. Opening the door, she said,"Fine, you can take a shower. But I'm warning you! Keep it clean!"
Terence raised his brows and smirked as he got up from the sofa. He waved for Carla to come over.
"Come and help me," he demanded.
Having just recovered from a coma, plus the wound still fresh on his skin, Terence felt worn out. He wasn't sure if he could walk into the bathroom by himself so he had to turn to Carla for help.
If looks could kill, Terence would have already died a thousand times. But even so, Carla walked towards him. With apprehension, she helped him stand up by holding him by the arm.
Terence, on the other hand, had other plans. He disregarded her hands and instead placed his arm over her shoulders, putting his weight on her. It was in this way that they slowly walked towards the bathroom.
On a normal day, it would only take Carla a few steps to reach the bathroom. But this time, with a tall man bearing her down, it felt like she's carrying the Mount Taishan. At the same time, being so close with a man for the first time was causing her heartbeat to increase by the minute.
Finally, they arrived at the bathroom. Carla removed his arm off her shoulder the second she saw it fit and immediately turned away.
A loud thud could be heard in an instant.
It was Terence who hit the wall the moment he was out of Carla's support. He would have fallen to the ground if the wall hadn't caught him first.
"Are you okay?"
Carla turned to him, her face evident with concern.
"Can't you tell?" a wry smile appeared on his face.
If he had been well-rested, there was no doubt that he could walk by himself. But right now, all he could do was bear with it.
Terence cast his eyes to the ceiling and sighed deeply. Carla assisted him in a sitting position beside the tub then went on to prepare a warm bath for him.
"I should have just left you outside if I knew you're going to be such trouble. I should have left you there to die!"
Carla complained.
She helped him take off his dirty clothes stained with blood. Inevitably, she came in contact with his firm and strong muscles. The thought made her flush.
His muscles felt smooth and tense which were very different from hers. Damn it, her heartbeat began to accelerate again.
Watching him sitting on the sofa earlier was already causing her a headache. And now, she had to take off his clothes and touch him. She tried so hard to conceal how good it felt.
"If you want to touch more, would you let me shower first. Then, I'm all yours." Terence teased her, seeing the way she was looking at his body.
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