Savage Love On His Wheelchair

From the mall Tina took Fiona to a barbecue restaurant to eat barbecue, see Fiona from see Edmund after sdistracted, asked

her also did not say anything, think of the problems between them, and finally can only let them open their hearts.

As soon as they figure out what is in their hearts with each other, they can really push them together.

"Today is really trouble, the tis also late, you go back early!"

Putting her things down, Fiona smiled at Tina.

"Sure you don't need my help?"

Looking down at her feet, Tina asked uncertainly.

"I can do it myself, besides, | can continue to do it tomorrow if | can't finish it today, so you can go back to your beauty sleep with

no worries!"

Fiona, knowing Tina's habit of sleeping in every afternoon, urged with a smile.

"OK, that's fine! Callif anything comes up."

"Good!"

Sending Tina away, Fiona looked at several large bags of things in front of her, just lifting it was a strong palm from the hands,

lifting her head Fiona saw Edmund who cover at spoint.

"Brother, how do you know | live here?"

For a long time, Fiona asked in a whisper.

"Why do you buy so much stuff?"

Edmund did not answer her question, but lifted several large bags and headed inside.

"Lethelp you lift a little!"

"Then you take the small one."

Looking at the smaller bag at her feet, Fiona lifted it and chased it forward.

"What floor?"

"Fourth floor."

Because almost all the houses in the suburbs are private houses, the houses are basically about four floors, so they are all without

elevators.

Fiona walked quickly to the front to open the door for Edmund to cin, looking at the dazzling room, hastily moved those things

aside to make an open space out, want to find a stool only to find that the original room is not even a chair.

"That, because | just moved in, the house is still a bit messy."

Said Fiona, whispering as she organized her things.

Edmund surveyed this room of hers, one room with a kitchen and a bathroom, although only about fifty square feet, but the light is

very good.

"Did you buy curtains?"

"Huh?"

Looking at him, Fiona did not respond for a moment, Edmund looked at her like that, reached out and knocked her head, saying,

"Take the curtains out, I'll help you install them."

Touching the part that Edmund had knocked, Fiona skimmed, then took out the curtains she had just bought from inside the bag

and handed them to Edmund.

At that moment, Fiona's cell phone rang, saw it was Tina's call, looked at Edmund and answered in a low voice.

"Tina, were you the one who told Edmund where | lived?"

"Yeah, he calledand asked where you were staying, and then | told him."

Tina on the other side of the phone said very naturally while driving.

Fiona glanced this way and saw Edmund carefully installing the curtains, so she lowered her voice to a whisper and asked, "Why

did you tell him my address?"

"What's wrong? You didn't tellthat you couldn't tell him, and besides it was Edmund who said he was coming over to help you

sort things out, and that's not silly to have free labor and not use it."

At that, Fiona didn't even know what else she could say, and it felt like it was her fault in the end.

"Okay then, drive slowly yourself and givea safe report when you get home, bye!"

Hanging up the phone, Fiona heard Edmund shout, "Fiona, get a pair of pliers."

"Oh, good!"

Taking a pair of pliers from the toolbox and handing them to him, Fiona stood staring down closely.

"No need to keep watch overall the time, you go and sort out the rest."

Seeing that she had been standing down, Edmund suddenly said.

"Are you okay with being alone?"

"No problem!"

"Well, then, if you want anything, call me."

Glancing at Edmund, Fiona took out the bag inside Olivia's and laid it out.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the appliance delivery person brought up all the appliances, and after Fiona asked the staff to put

everything in the designated place, all the appliances were installed in about half an hour.

"Fiona, could you please sign it?"

"Yes!"

After taking the pen and signing her non it, Fiona sent them away.

After all the things were in place, Fiona looked at the nest that belonged to her and was in a good mood.

Boom ......

A loud noise cfrom the room and Fiona rushed in to see Edmund paddling down from the shelf, "Brother, how are you?"

Helping him to sit down on the sofa, Fiona hurriedly rolled up his pants, a large part of his ankle was purple.

"What about it? It's all purple!"

"It's okay, do you have any medicated oil here? Just rub it in."

Edmund looked at the bruised purple on his ankle, frowned slightly, and said slowly.

"Yes."

Luckily she bought shousehold stuff when she passed by the pharmacy today, otherwise she wouldn't have known what to do.

Hastily took out the medicated oil from inside the drawer and handed it to Edmund, "Is this okay?"

Accepting her medicated oil, Edmund read the instructions and said, "Yes!"

Looking at him struggling to rub, Fiona took the medicated oil in his hand, "Lethelp you rub."

Pouring smedicinal oil in his palm, Fiona's small hand gently applied to his ankle, Edmund only felt a rapid stream of heat

crossing his body and his body jolted.

"Edmund, I'd better get you to the hospital, you see how swollen it is?"

Looking at the swollen ankle, Fiona said with a worried face.

"It's just a twisted scripture, it's okay, just rest and you'll be fine."

"Is it really okay?"

Fiona looked at the swollen foot with a walnut so big bag, asked uneasily.

"Have you forgotten what big brother | do?"

After he reminded her of this, Fiona remembered that Edmund himself was a doctor.

"Why don't | help you go to bed and lie down for a while!"

Although she really wanted to send Edmund back, she thought that he had twisted his foot to help her after all, and it would be too

ungrateful to send him away directly.

"Then I'll trouble you."

Originally, Fiona just casually asked, but did not expect Edmund really agreed.

Forget it, let's let him rest first before we talk!

Edmund to the bed to lie down, Fiona then continue to pack the things that just did not finish packing.

Edmund, lying in bed, heard the busy sounds outside and his lips curled up in a Tammy arc.

If Fiona knew he had hurt his foot on purpose, I'm afraid she would have thrown him right out the door.

It's just the kind of thing that Edmund would never tell her.