He knelt down and took off her shoes. Her ankle was severely swollen.
He went to the freezer, took out a small bag of ice, and placed it on her ankle. The cold seeped into her skin.
Half an hour later, he brought over a first-aid kit, applied some anti-inflammatory medicine, and finally wrapped her ankle with gauze.
"Do you want to stay here tonight?"
"No!"
Even though it hurt terribly, the slightest movement sending a sharp pain through her, Nora Ainsworth still couldn't take the convenient option of staying over.
Quentin Grant knew what she was thinking and said coolly, "Sooner or later, people will find out that you're the woman I keep in the shadows."
Nora Ainsworth's heart clenched. She stared at him. "As long as you don't admit it, no one will ever truly believe it."
He leaned down, looking down at her. They were barely two fingers' breadth apart. Seeing each other from such a close distance, Nora Ainsworth's heart suddenly stopped beating.
