Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns (Yvette and Wilson) novel Chapter 278

Chapter 278 

“Oh, don’t you remember what happened the last time?” 

Suddenly recalling that mortifying incident in public, Yvette’s hands flew onto Wilson’s mouth to silence it. Her ears flushed red as she made her threats with endearing petulance. 

“Shut up!” 

Wilson let out a raspy chuckle. Then, he said in a soothing voice,” Okay, I’ll shut up.” 

“We’re going to the hospital right this instant.” 

Wilson hadn’t really cared much about the insignificant injury, but since his beloved princess had given orders, he had no choice but to 

follow them. 

Halfheartedly, Wilson found the nearest clinic to bandage his wound. But with the imposing air he radiated, the doctor helping him with his wounds kept trembling nonstop. Even after what seemed like ages, he couldn’t do a simple bandage. 

With Wilson’s face darkening even more, the doctor’s fear mounted. His hands started trembling even more than before. 

Getting impatient, Yvette turned to the doctor and said politely, “Let me do it.” 

A huge weight seemed to have been lifted off the doctor’s shoulders at her words. He handed his things to Yvette, then shuffled out of the room as though he had some vicious beast tailing behind him. 

Watching the doctor scurry away in fear, Wilson narrowed his eyes in displeasure. “What’s he so scared of? I don’t bite.” 

The guards standing beside them remained unanimously silent. 

Wilson wasn’t the most self–aware of people. Except for the 

tendemess he showed to Yvette, when he was with others, his 

imposing presence was oppressively strong. 

Hell, even they felt scared of him sometimes, so imagine how that poor doctor must have felt! 

Of course, the guards didn’t dare to say that aloud. They followed the doctor as he rushed out, unwilling to be third wheels in that room. 

“This is going to hurt a little, bear with it for a moment.” 

Yvette dabbed some iodine on a cotton swab to disinfect the wound before bandaging. 

“Oh, Yvie, I’m kinda scared of it hurting…” 

Wilson scooted closer toward her, his captivating eyes staring into hers. The magnetic buzz of his low voice sent electricity through Yvette’s bones. 

“Could you hug me?” 

Smiling, Yvette gave in and hugged him, then let go. “Alright then, let’s start bandaging it up.” 

Wilson’s lazy, unhurried voice was threaded with teasing. “If my 

adorable Yvie could also give me a 

better.” 

This man was insatiable. 

kiss, that would be even