Chapter 862 Can You Be Serious?
The man's breath sprayed on her neck. She couldn't help shivering. Looking at their almost overlapped
bodies in the mirror, she said in a low voice, "Move aside."
He acted as if he did not hear her at all. His long arms crossed her back and reached under the tap as
if he was hugging her from behind. After getting wet, he squeezed out some hand sanitizer and held
her hand to rub it together.
The wet and slippery feeling was transmitted between their palms, and even their body temperature
was mixed together. He washed her hands as if nothing had happened, not letting go of any details. As
he washed, he said, "Why are your hands so soft and so small?"
He gently clenched his fist and almost wrapped it around her whole hand.
Looking at the man's slightly drooping eyelashes in the mirror, the light above his head fell, casting a
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtshadow on his eyelids, which made his eye even deeper and smoothed out his serious look.
"I can do it myself," she reminded him in a low voice.
However, he ignored her. He turned on the switch and washed her hands with warm water. It wasn't
until her hands were clean that he pulled a towel to dry her hands. The corners of his eyes raised
slightly as he met her shy gaze. "You've been taking care of me for so many days. Let me take care of
you once."
His voice was low and deep. When it fell on her ears, it was like hitting her head, making her dizzy.
She looked at her clean hands and her heart was bubbling with sweetness. "You know how hard I've
been working these days."
Usually, he didn't say a word and only did check-ups every day. It turned out that this person knew
about it and kept it in his heart.
"You're so thin. How can I not know?" She didn't have much weight on her body, and now that she had
lost weight, it was even more obvious. He had no choice but to hurry up and get better.
It was not his style to care about others verbally. Instead of asking about others' well-being, he might as
well do more rehabilitation.
Knowing that he was concerned about her, she comforted him with a smile. "I'm fine. I'm not that
fragile." "It's better for my woman to be fragile." He reached out to stroke her waist. "I don't like you to
be too thin. It feels not great. I'll stay at home these days and ask Sadie to take good care of you."
If it weren't for the first half of the sentence, she might have been very touched, but when she heard the
words "feels not great", she was not touched at all.
She gently punched his chest and said, "Can you be serious!"
Before Huston could speak, Lucas called out from the door, "Mom, Dad, come and eat. I'm so hungry
that I faint!"
Lucas had a good family education. When people were not seated properly, they would never eat first.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEvelyn cared more about these details of courtesy, so she also paid attention to education in this
respect since childhood.
Hearing this, the two adults looked at each other and smiled. It was Huston who took the lead and
walked out with an upright look on his face. "We are coming."
Looking at the tall figure, Evelyn couldn't help thinking, "Such a prude!"
After a full meal, they had a short rest. Sadie took the initiative to take Lucas out for a walk. At first, she
had some concerns. After all, something like this had just happened, and she felt a little worried.
Huston agreed immediately. "Go ahead. Don't go out of the villa area."
"Okay, sir."
After Sadie took Lucas out, she asked the man sitting next to her worriedly, "Is it okay to let Sadie take
care of the child alone?" "It is fine." With his hands under her armpits, he lifted her up and placed her
on his lap. "I've asked Marcellus to choose two outstanding candidates to be his bodyguards. In the
future, they will follow behind Lucas when they go out."
She didn't expect him to make such arrangements. She paused for a moment and then had other
concerns. "Will Lucas feel uncomfortable?"