Mary said, âIt should be a sniper rifle. I saw the blurry figure of that person. In fact, he looked a little like the man in black who had been following me. I donât know if itâs my just imaginationâ¦â
âItâs that person!â
Monroe had already disinfected Mary. When he lowered his head, a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He had already seen that person across the street.
That personâs actions were suspicious, so he did not make a sound at first, until Adelaâs voice disturbed that personâs actions!
If they had waited a few seconds for that to person make a rash move, then Monroe would definitely have retaliated!
At that time, he did not know that that person had hurt Mary, if he had known, he would definitely have crushed him into pieces!
Damn it!
Monroe was extremely vexed. He lowered his head to look at Mary again. This girl still surprised him.
Sending a stranger homeâ¦fighting alone with a strangerâ¦
Although she was slightly injured, she still found her organization in the heavy rain.
She knew how to shoot and to even dodge a sniper!
Why would an ordinary girl know these?! How many secret abilities did she have that he didnât know about?
Moreover, regarding the wound on her hand. She should be in pain, but she didnât cry out. Instead, she looked normal and chatted with him.
Could it be that she had hurt her pain receptors?
When Monroe placed the band-aid, he was a bit rough, and Mary frowned slightly.
Monroe said, âSorry, I thought you werenât afraid of Pain.â
Mary replied, with a sad face, âOuch, it hurts so much, Monroeâ¦â
Monroe rolled his eyes.
Hugh was right. This girl was a drama queen.
After the wound was treated, Mary took anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics and after a while, someone brought hot soup and hot rice.
Monroe took it and slammed the door with a bang!
Mary sat on the sofa and shrank her neck. She didnât dare to move as she waited for Monroe to come over with a tray.
Monroe personally brought the hot sweet corn soup to Maryâs mouth. âOpen your mouth!â
Mary obediently took a bite and immediately wrinkled her nose. She opened her mouth and said, âItâs too hotâ¦â
Monroeâs hand paused for a moment, and his expression was a little stiff.
This was the first time he had fed someone.
Mary had wanted to say that she could eat by herself. After all, her other hand was fine, but Monroe scooped up another spoonful of soup and blew on it.
Mary didnât know why, but when she saw Monroe like this, she thought he wasâ¦cute, so, she opened her mouth again obediently.
âMmm⦠delicious! Thank you, Monroe!â Mary smiled with her eyes curved like two crescent moons.
Monroe looked at her smile, and the pent-up anger in his heart seemed to dissipate at this momentâ¦
In the end, Mary finished a bowl of sweet corn soup, and she also ate a light pasta dish with tomato sauce.
After eating and drinking, Mary wanted to sleep again.
So, just as Monroe got up and picked up the cutlery on the dining table, he looked back and saw that Mary had fallen asleep on the sofa with her head tilted.
Monroe carried Mary back to the room and put her on the bed.
Just as he was about to pull the blanket over her, Monroeâs gaze fell on Maryâs slightly open chest.
His eyes widened and his Adamâs apple bobbed uncontrollably. He sat down by the bed and looked down at Maryâs beautiful little face.
He reached out and gently brushed away the hair on Maryâs face. His large hand came to Maryâs lips that were as beautiful as red roses.
His fingers gently rubbed on her lips. Feeling her softness, Monroeâs lower body began to swell and ache, his pants becoming tighterâ¦
In this world, any woman he wanted was just a hook of his finger!
Other than Mary, he had never tried so hard to reject someone!
But the more he rejected her from the bottom of his heart and pretended to be estranged from her, the more he seemed to be attracted to her!
What kind of logic was this?
Could it be⦠that he really had a crush on this girl?