Noel still hadnât arrived a while later. It was a stormy weekend night, so he drove cautiously and carefully. He slowed down because there were occasional traffic accidents at night.
Meanwhile, Anna cleaned up the dishes, and the house still smelled like spaghetti. She then poured a glass of hot milk for Wayne.
After that, Anna put her head down and washed the dishes. She appeared calm, but she was struggling on the inside as if her heart was also raining.
Time did not allow her to forget Wayne. She still had a love-hate relationship with him and knew that no matter how much time passed, she would feel the same way about him.
The living room was unusually quiet. Anna returned from doing the dishes to find Wayne lying on the couch. She tried to wake him up, but he looked tired and haggard. He was asleep, but he was still frowning like he was sorrowful.
Wayne had already finished the milk, leaving only an empty glass on the table. Anna stood next to him for a moment before picking up the blanket. She was about to wrap the blanket around Wayne when she heard a knock on the door from outside.
Wayne opened his eyes as Anna froze. They locked their gazes, and the atmosphere seemed strange. Anna rose to her feet, but Wayne grabbed her arm and threw her on top of him Anna asked angrily, âWhat are you trying to do?â
Wayne looked at her and gently said, âI should be asking you what you 403 Why Didnât You Treat Your. want to do. Youâve been acting as if you donât care about me since the first time you saw me. But, if you didnât care about me, why did you give me milk when you knew | had a stomach problem? Why did you offer me a blanket while I was sleeping?â
Anna gritted her teeth and growled, âI never should have let you intâ
Wayne chuckled and said, âBut you still let me in. Youâre still concerned about me! You still love me, donât you?â
âAnna began to struggle. Then, Wayne showed a pained expression. âWhat are you trying to do again?â Anna asked, staring at him. But she quickly realized Wayne was not acting Anna was taken aback when she noticed blood on his shoulder. His white shirt was stained with so much blood that it looked horrible.
Wayne laughed and said, âIâm fine. This is the same wound as before. Donât be alarmed, I only got a scratch. Itâs scabbed over, so perhaps | just touched it and caused it to fall off.â
Anna didnât believe his words because his wound wasnât serious, and it had been a week. There was no way he hadnât healed yet. At the same time, Noel was still knocking on the door.
Anna said, âIt should be your assistant. Ask him to come in. And take off your shirt so that I can treat your wound.â Then Anna dashed into the bedroom. After seeing Annaâs panicked expression, Wayne was no longer in pain but smiled tenderly. He saw Noel when she opened the door.
Noel said, âMr. Wright, please accept my apologies. It was pouring heavily, so I drove slowly.â
Despite his respect for Wayne, Noel still surveyed the house. He was taken aback when he noticed the decor was very feminine.
âShall we go?â 403 Why Didnât You Treat Your. he asked tentatively.
Wayne gave him a thoughtful look but said nothing. Noel noticed the blood on his sleeve as he turned around. Wayne said, âWait a second. Please come in.â
âYouâre hurt!â exclaimed Noel.
âDonât yell! | know!â
Noel didnât dare say anything else.
Anna walked out of the bedroom after a brief moment, carrying a medicine box. She was dressed in a beige silk nightgown with a light purple shawl wrapped around her shoulders. Her long hair was tied back, making her look tender and gentle.
Noelâs eyes widened. It was late at night. The rain was pouring, and his injured boss was in the home of an attractive woman.
Anna greeted Noel and placed the medicine box on the coffee table. âI just asked you to take off your clothes. Why didnât you do that?â she said to Wayne.
âDo I need to give you a little privacy?â Noel asked, his mouth wide open in surprise.
âYou donât have to do that. Iâm a doctor, and | dress patientsâ wounds all the time. Iâm just changing his bandages right now.â
She didnât need to explain anything. This city had many hospitals, and the Wrights had private doctors. As a result, Wayne didnât need to come to her to have her treat his wounds.
Noel had been Wayneâs secretary for three years and knew this was. unusual. While he was still lost in thought, Wayne removed his shirt to show off his toned muscles.
When Anna saw the bandages on Wayneâs arms, her eyes widened, 403 Why Didnât You Treat Your. * and she asked aloud, âWhat the hell is wrong with you, Wayne? | told you you needed to go to the hospital every day, but you havenât! You did that on purpose, didnât you?â
Anna was furious and made the whole room a strange atmosphere. Noel was extremely frightened and looked at Anna with wide eyes. Other than Peter, Noel had never seen anyone who would talk to Wayne like that. Moreover, he was surprised that Wayne did not retort and was not even angry aboutit.
He knew heâd arrived at the right spot because he could see the spectacle. Anna gave him a stern look before unwrapping the bandage. She discovered that the wounds were seriously infected and that some had already festered. However, he didnât appear to be bothered by his injuries.
Anna reasoned that he should have left it unbandaged in the first place so it could heal on its own. Her heart was racing, and she quickly got the medicine from the box. She slammed the lid shut as if to express her rage.
She said, âBring me the trash can.â
Noel froze, pointed at himself and asked, âMe?â
Anna frowned and said, âYou, of course! Youâre not a qualified assistant, are you? When Wayne was still here, Gabe used to keep an eye on him whenever he could.â