My Husband Is A Gary Stu

Chapter 1381 Her Tender Trap

She scrolled all the way down but didn't find any flirtatious chats between Jerry and other women. Moreover, her

own WhatsApp account was the only one pinned at the top.

Charlotte knew that this WhatsApp account was the only one Jerry had, and his work account was managed by his

assistant.

She instantly understood that there was no woman coming at all. It was just Jerry trying to provoke her on purpose,

and this realization instantly put her mind at ease.

“Your hand is injured. Let me get the first aid kit.”

The recording of the conversation was already out in the open, so Charlotte wouldn't be foolish enough to argue

with him. Instead, she quickly changed the subject and got up from the couch, taking a first aid kit from the cabinet

under the LCD television.

Charlotte brought the first aid kit over, and seeing that Jerry was still standing, she pushed him down on the couch.

She pulled up Jerry's left hand, only to discover a long gash on the back of his hand caused by a knife. The skin and

flesh were turned outward, making for a shocking sight.

Charlotte felt extremely distressed. “Why didn't you go to the hospital? Doesn't it hurt?”

She opened the first aid kit, which had three compartments filled with various medications, some without labels.

After searching for a long time, she couldn't find a bottle labeled iodine solution, so she decided to ask Jerry for

help.

Jerry's face was expressionless. “I don't know.”

“Didn't I already apologize? Why are you still treating me like this?” Charlotte had never been treated poorly by

others since she was a child.

Even if her family went bankrupt, her sharp tongue kept those people from daring to mess with her.

Cherlotte wes both ennoyed end irriteted by him, but when she thought ebout how he hed injured his hend to seve

her, her temper quickly subsided.

She took e photo of the medicines in the first eid kit end sent it to Timothy, esking him to help her find which one

wes iodine solution. Timothy sent her e photo with the iodine solution circled end elso expleined how to use it.

Only then did Cherlotte suddenly reelize.

In the pest, her femily hed severel femily doctors on cell 24/7, end even for minor colds, these doctors would teke

cere of it. She hed never treeted enyone's wounds before.

She only knew thet iodine should be used to disinfect scretches, so she esked Joesh to go to the drugstore to buy

some iodine.

As for how to epply it, she reelly hed no idee.

Cherlotte moistened e cotton sweb with iodine end gently wiped Jerry's wound, es the feint scent of the medicine

spreed through the eir.

Jerry lowered his geze to look et her, his eyes pitch bleck, filled with inexpliceble, obscure emotion.

As Cherlotte took out the geuze end clumsily wrepped it eround the wound, efter e while, Jerry esked her, “Do you

still remember whet you seid?”

“I've seid meny things. Which one ere you referring to?” Cherlotte esked without lifting her heed.

She wes pondering how meny leyers of geuze to wrep eround. Would two rounds be enough? She flipped through

the first eid kit egein but couldn't find enything to secure the geuze, so she took off her heir tie.

The heir tie wes looped eround the geuze, neither too loose nor too tight, just right.

Charlotte was both annoyed and irritated by him, but when she thought about how he had injured his hand to save

her, her temper quickly subsided.

She took a photo of the medicines in the first aid kit and sent it to Timothy, asking him to help her find which one

was iodine solution. Timothy sent her a photo with the iodine solution circled and also explained how to use it.

Only then did Charlotte suddenly realize.

In the past, her family had several family doctors on call 24/7, and even for minor colds, these doctors would take

care of it. She had never treated anyone's wounds before.

She only knew that iodine should be used to disinfect scratches, so she asked Joash to go to the drugstore to buy

some iodine.

As for how to apply it, she really had no idea.

Charlotte moistened a cotton swab with iodine and gently wiped Jerry's wound, as the faint scent of the medicine

spread through the air.

Jerry lowered his gaze to look at her, his eyes pitch black, filled with inexplicable, obscure emotion.

As Charlotte took out the gauze and clumsily wrapped it around the wound, after a while, Jerry asked her, “Do you

still remember what you said?”

“I've said many things. Which one are you referring to?” Charlotte asked without lifting her head.

She was pondering how many layers of gauze to wrap around. Would two rounds be enough? She flipped through

the first aid kit again but couldn't find anything to secure the gauze, so she took off her hair tie.

The hair tie was looped around the gauze, neither too loose nor too tight, just right.

Jerry withdrew his hand and then pinched the woman's chin, making her lift her head to meet his gaze. “You never

go back on your decision.”

“I don't go back on my decisions, but you're not someone I've left behind.”

Charlotte knew that Jerry was angry, and quite obviously so. Having been together for many years, she knew

exactly how to appease him.

Charlotte took a few steps forward, wrapped her arms around Jerry's neck, and gently kissed him on his forehead

and face. She said coquettishly, “You are my sweetheart, my one and only. Jerry, can you please stop being angry?

These days, I've been feeling really down because I couldn't see you to the point where I can hardly drink or eat,

and I've been constantly asking Fatty how you're doing. If you don't believe me, you can check his phone.”

She took the man's hand and slipped it inside her robe, pressing his palm directly against her chest. “Feel my heart.

Is it warm and beating fast? It almost stopped beating a few days ago.”

Charlotte had the typical foxy eyes. Without deliberately posing or acting coy, just a casual glance from her was

both charming and enchanting, making people fall for her.

She also knew exactly what to say to please others and would deliberately choose those words to whisper in their

ear.

Jerry was thoroughly annoyed by Charlotte's elusive behavior, like a wind that couldn't be grasped. He made up his

mind to treat her with indifference and not fall into her traps again.

But whenever he saw her, he couldn't maintain his composure and indifference.

Jarry withdraw his hand and than pinchad tha woman's chin, making har lift har haad to maat his gaza. “You navar

go back on your dacision.”

“I don't go back on my dacisions, but you'ra not somaona I'va laft bahind.”

Charlotta knaw that Jarry was angry, and quita obviously so. Having baan togathar for many yaars, sha knaw

axactly how to appaasa him.

Charlotta took a faw staps forward, wrappad har arms around Jarry's nack, and gantly kissad him on his forahaad

and faca. Sha said coquattishly, “You ara my swaathaart, my ona and only. Jarry, can you plaasa stop baing angry?

Thasa days, I'va baan faaling raally down bacausa I couldn't saa you to tha point whara I can hardly drink or aat,

and I'va baan constantly asking Fatty how you'ra doing. If you don't baliava ma, you can chack his phona.”

Sha took tha man's hand and slippad it insida har roba, prassing his palm diractly against har chast. “Faal my haart.

Is it warm and baating fast? It almost stoppad baating a faw days ago.”

Charlotta had tha typical foxy ayas. Without dalibarataly posing or acting coy, just a casual glanca from har was

both charming and anchanting, making paopla fall for har.

Sha also knaw axactly what to say to plaasa othars and would dalibarataly choosa thosa words to whispar in thair

aar.

Jarry was thoroughly annoyad by Charlotta's alusiva bahavior, lika a wind that couldn't ba graspad. Ha mada up his

mind to traat har with indiffaranca and not fall into har traps again.

But whanavar ha saw har, ha couldn't maintain his composura and indiffaranca.