Only then did Lucian’s expression brighten up as he helped Roxanne enter the mansion. Lysa and the children hadn’t returned yet, so the two were the only ones in the mansion. Roxanne couldn’t help but feel awkward. Just as she wanted to ask him to leave, he spoke again.
“Let me take a look at your injury.” Just as he finished speaking, he slowly crouched down in front of her. As Roxanne watched him do that, she realized his intentions and rejected him with furrowed eyebrows. “No need. My injury is fine. I know that.”
She tried to pull her leg back. However, due to her injury, her movements were restricted. Additionally, there wasn’t anywhere else she could hide on the couch.
Lucian grabbed her ankle right as her leg retracted.
“Don’t move. Your injury is located at your foot, so if you aren’t careful, the wound will open up. Still, you ignored the doctor’s advice and walked around freely.” His eyebrows remained furrowed while he glanced at her. “Even if you do not like me, there’s no need to push your body like this.”
Guilt rushed into Roxanne’s heart when her eyes met with his. When she returned to her senses, her shoes had already been taken off, and her gauze-covered foot was revealed.
He carefully lifted her leg and examined it with a frown. The clean, white gauze had been stained with a small amount of her blood.
His expression promptly darkened when he saw that. Oh, this woman. Not only did she meet another man with her injury, but she also caused it to tear apart!
As his train of thought ended there, the temperature in the air around him was getting cold.
Roxanne couldn’t see how her foot was doing, but she did notice Lucian’s expression was getting pretty dark. Her heart clenched as she asked, “What’s wrong?”
He glanced at her with irritation. “Didn’t you say you’re a doctor and you’re very aware of your injury? In that case, why didn’t you realize your wound was torn?”
Shock flashed across her eyes. I wonder if it’s because the bandage was too tight that I didn’t realize my wound was opening up. I bet he thought I was acting tough again, now that he has seen my injury after I told him I knew what she was doing.
Lucian’s eyebrows furrowed slightly when he saw her expression. “You didn’t know?”
Roxanne shifted her gaze away with a complicated look. “I… didn’t feel anything.”
Silence filled the air.
Moments later, she suddenly felt his hand moving again. Her leg retracted subconsciously in response to his actions, but he gripped her ankle even tighter.
“Don’t move. I’m applying medicine on the wound.”
As he finished speaking, he glanced at her authoritatively. There was a tinge of rage on his expression. When she met his eyes, she pursed her lips and stopped struggling.
It was difficult to tell how long the wound had opened. The gauze was stuck to it as the blood had dried up.
Despite Lucian’s attempt to be careful, Roxanne couldn’t endure the pain and let out a muffled groan.
Upon hearing that, he glanced at her with furrowed eyebrows. “Now you know it’s painful? You’re a doctor. Don’t you realize you need to rest for your injury to recover?”
Her eyes were lowered as she pursed her lips in silence.
He shot a glance at her as he suppressed the rage in his heart. The movement of his hands became gentler as he disinfected her wound and applied medicine to it.
Aside from the pain she experienced during the disinfection process, she didn’t feel any discomfort. It was then she realized he had intentionally moved gently, and that made her feel a bout of mixed emotions.
