No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 290

Chapter 290 Changing His Bandages

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Mason looked at her anxious expression and gave a faint, reassuring smile. “No need to make such a fuss.”

He shrugged off his blazer, handing it to the butler, then picked up his phone. “Call the doctor

Cover.”

His calm composure, the same he carried into any business crisis, instantly put her at ease.

Soon, the doctor arrived with a medical kit.

The bloodied bandages were carefully removed and replaced with sterile ones.

Mason didn’t even furrow his brow, as if the wound weren’t on him.

Amelia, standing close, felt her chest tighten every time the doctor cleaned the cut with a cotton swab.

“All done, Mr. Everett,” the doctor said, finishing the dressing. “The cut isn’t deep, but it’s long. Avoid getting it wet for a few days. If it does get wet, replace the bandages immediately to prevent infection.”

“I got it,” Amelia said quickly, nodding firmly before Mason could respond.

The doctor and butler exchanged a knowing glance and quietly left.

By dinner, the online chatter about the photos had mostly died down.

Amelia ate absentmindedly, turning plans over in her mind.

She knew Ethan was selfish to the extreme.

Therefore, his compromise was only a matter of time.

She had set a deadline for both herself and him.

If, in three days, when the divorce papers officially took effect, he still refused, she would go public with everything, leaving no room for them to twist the truth.

She was no longer the Amelia who had to look up to him, powerless in his hands.

After dinner, they sat in the living room while the butler served herbal tea to aid digestion.

Outside, the night had deepened, and only a few dim floor lamps lit the room.

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Mason glanced at his watch, then stood to head to the bedroom.

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“Mason,” Amelia instinctively called after him, eyes on his bandaged arm, “Are you going to shower?”

He paused, looked back at her, and nodded. “Yes, I’m sweaty.”

Amelia immediately recalled the doctor’s warning. “The doctor said the wound can’t get wet. If it does, you have to replace the bandages.”

Mason’s lips curved in a slow smile, eyes glinting in the dim light like scattered stars.

With a hint of teasing in his tone, he said, “Exactly. That means it’s your responsibility now.”

Amelia’s cheeks burned.

His words carried a subtle double meaning, teasing the already tangled strings of her heart without being too overt.

She knew what he meant. He wanted her to help change the bandages.

Lowering her eyes, she whispered, “Then call me when you’re ready.”

She almost ran to her room, heart pounding as if it would burst from her chest.

About half an hour later, her phone lit up with a message from Mason, just two words, “Come.”

She took a deep breath, nerves fluttering, and opened her door, heading to his main bedroom.

It was her second time in Mason’s room.

The first was at the Solara villa, where she had accidentally drunk spiked alcohol and passed

out.

He had carried her to his room to rest, even kissing her in secret.

This room, however, was strikingly similar.

Dark–toned décor, minimalist style, exuding his cold, commanding aura.

The moment she stepped in, the air felt thinner, almost electrified.

Mason stood by the bed, hair still slightly damp at the tips, upper body bare.

Water droplets traced his broad shoulders, down his defined chest, disappearing at the waistband of his pants.

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Raw, primal power radiated from him.

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Amelia’s breathing quickened, checks flaming, eyes darting anywhere but him.

Mason, seemingly unfazed, gestured toward a low table.

“The medical kit is there. Bandages and supplies inside.”

Relieved, Amelia quickly moved, averting her gaze.

“Okay,” she whispered, voice trembling slightly.

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She opened the kit, arranged disinfectant, cotton swabs, and fresh bandages on the table, then lifted her head, forcing herself to appear calm. “Mason, sit a little closer.”

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