NovelEnglishChapter 402
Milly felt a little guilty for sreason, but she didn’t dare to utter a word. She followed Charlie like a timid wife,
softly asking, “Where ... are we going?”
Once inside the bamboo house, Charlie opened his suitcase and took out a white box. When he opened it,
various medicines and bandages were lying inside.
He looked at Milly sternly and said, “Chere!”
Milly blinked, realising he was going to bandage her wound after seeing him pick up disinfectant and bandages.
“You had a first aid kit? Why didn’t you take it out earlier?” she asked.
Charlie gently placed her hand on his knee and carefully cleaned her wound. He was heartbroken at her blistered
hand.
However, his tone was cold. “Why should | take it out if no one asked?’
Milly was speechless.
“If you had taken it out earlier, | wouldn't have had to dig out those medicinal herbs!” Milly complained pitifully.
After cleaning her wound, Charlie applied sointment and slowly bandaged her hand.
He snorted. “You were so eager to find herbs for that guy. How could | stop you?”
Milly was at a loss for words.
Duh, Matthew is my brother! Something seemed off in his tone. Wait, could it be...
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Thinking of a possibility, Milly’s eyes brightened.
She lowered her head and whimpered, “It hurts so much.”
Charlie’s movements becgentler, but his expression remained cold. “Now you'll remember to be careful.”
Milly pouted, her voice sweet and coquettish. “But it wasn’t my fault. | was just trying to help...”
Charlie huffed. “If you weren't so eager to care for him and bring him medicine, would you have gotten hurt?”
His tone was dripping with jealousy.
Milly was smart enough to know not to argue with him while he was angry. She continued to act pitifully. “But it
hurts so much now. It feels like my whole hand is about to fall off. Will my hand be alright?”
Charlie was flustered by her pitiful voice. “Does it hurt that much?”
Milly nodded, her eyes red and teary. “It hurts, a lot.”
“Ill call Director Cameron and request someone to bring you to the doctor...” Charlie said and was about to
stand up.
Milly quickly stopped him. “It’s fine. You just blow on it, and it won't hurt anymore.”
Charlie frowned at her, clearly not believing her.
Milly, being persistent, moved her hand closer to his mouth. “Con, it hurts so much.”
Charlie sighed helplessly. Finally, he gently blew on her wound. “How about now? Any better?”
Milly tried to push her luck. “It still hurts. Why don’t you kiss it? Maybe it won't hurt anymore after that.”
Charlie was speechless.
He wasn’t a fool and knew she was doing this on purpose. But seeing her pitiful teary eyes, even knowing she
was faking it, his heart still ached.
He lowered his head, gently lifted her hand, and kissed the bandaged area gently.
After the kiss, he asked, “Is that better?”
Milly pouted and moved closer, taking advantage of his concern. “Who told you to kiss my hand?”
Charlie raised an eyebrow, he was puzzled.
Milly squinted her eyes, and pointed to her lips while she moved closer to him. “Here. If you kiss here, | won't
feel the pain in my hand anymore.”
Charlie was speechless.
| knew it! This girl knew how to take advantage of the situation.
His gaze fell on her rosy, inviting lips. As she got closer, he could even smell her faint fragrance. He could feel his
throat tighten.
God knows how much effort it took for him to look away. “No,” he refused with a husky voice.
Milly immediately got upset. “Why not?”
Charlie glanced at the camera in the corner and took a deep breath. “There are cameras everywhere. We're on
live.”
Milly glanced at the camera.
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The camera was far away from them. From her years of acting and participating in reality shows, she knew that
they were in the surveillance blind spot.
She continued to coax Charlie. “Kiss me, kiss me. The camera won't catch it. | swear on my life.
Her voice was firm, and her eyes sparkled with hope.
Charlie stared at her quietly.
Milly felt uneasy under his gaze and she mumbled, “Forget it, if you don’t want to. I-*
Before she could finish speaking, Charlie pressed his lips on her.
His kiss was passionate and intense. She could feel his teeth grazing and nibbling her lips. Milly’s mind went
blank from the kiss. She tried to push him away, but he held her wrist firmly, deepening the kiss.
“Hmm...”
It was then that Milly feared his passion.
He usually hid his possessiveness, but once provoked, it was overwhelming.
Just as Milly felt she was about to suffocate, he let her go, allowing her to breathe. He whispered in her ear,
“What were you saying? If | didn’t kiss you, what would you do? Hmm?”
That “hmm” was filled with a threatening undertone.
“I... umm..."
Before she could finish her sentence, he kissed her again. The room was filled with the sounds of lips smacking
together.
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