Help him have a bath? Lita's red lips pressed tightly. She didn't say she agreed or refused. She just stayed in the same spot and didn't follow his order to go upstairs.
After all, she was his sister-in-law! How could a man's sister-in-law help him have a bath?
Seeing that Lita stayed where she was, Alice reminded her anxiously, "Mrs. Selmy, hurry up and go upstairs to treat the wound for Mr. Alex! He has lost so much blood. It makes people who see it feel hurt."
Perhaps Lita was worried about the man's injury deep down in her heart. After all, Alex was injured in order to protect her from being stabbed by Ellie. But because their awkward relationship, she was reluctant to go upstairs.
"I'm going to look for Harry." Lita rushed to the study. Just now, after she and Harry saw the two burns experts off, she heard him say that he would go to the study to work out Doctor Owen's remuneration.
As she expected, Harry was in the study.
"Harry, Alex's shoulder is bleeding again.
Please go upstairs and help him treat the wound. By the way, please help him take a bath too."
When Lita mentioned about the wound, Harry closed the account book and stood up immediately, as he was concerned about Alex's safety. However, when he heard the last sentence about helping Alex have a bath, he sat down again.
'Isn't that what she should do as a wife?' Earlier, Harry agreed with Alex to find a woman for marriage in the name of Ethan. At least, this was a method to find out the real intention of the woman who wanted to marry into this family.
Later Harry felt that Lita was a kind and gentle girl, and he began to sympathize with her. It was hard for this kind and tough good girl to live here while not being liked by Alex.
"Mrs. Selmy, I'm not done with my work yet. Why don't you go upstairs and help him have a bath? You can treat his wound too. It would be bad if it had an inflammation." Harold opened the account book again and started to calculate a string of numbers carefully.
.." Lita was stunned. Usually, Harry was very concerned about the safety of the young master. What was going on today?
"Harry, you'd better go help treating Alex's wound first. It won't be too late to go downstairs to settle the accounts afterwards!" In fact, Lita wanted to add, "How could these accounts be more important than Alex's wound?"
"Mrs. Selmy, I'm old and have poor eye sight. It's better for you to treat Mr. Alex's wound. Go ahead, don't let him wait too long." Harry began to urge Lita.
Lita couldn't persuade Harry, so she had to go to Alice. But to her surprise, Alice said that she had to prepare the nutritious liquid food for Ethan tomorrow and she couldn't spare the time.
It was obvious that she was forcing Lita to go upstairs and serve the arrogant guy who had been rude to his brother's wife.
Considered that Alex was injured because of her, Lita clenched her teeth, and finally plucked up and went upstairs.
As she expected, Alex occupied her bedroom! Why didn't this man have any concept of privacy? How could he enter the room of Ethan and his wife freely? Wouldn't he feel ashamed of himself?
Lita felt shocked at this man that defied common courtesy!
The man on the couch had already taken off his blood-stained shirt and was drinking half nakedly.
In the crystal glass in his hand, a small amount of red wine swayed. The glass reminded people of a greedy vampire's mouth. Was it going to dissipate the loneliness and sorrow in the man's heart, or to bring more bitterness and sadness to the person who sip from it?
As the saying goes, anyone who wishes to kill sorrow by drinking would end up with more sorrow.
"Why, it's so difficult to ask you to help me have a bath?" Alex raised his head and drank up the red wine in his glass.
Somehow, when Litaa saw the man who was sunk in a deep depression, her grudge disappeared. She said nothing to defend herself or criticize the man, and walked silently to his side and began to check the wound on his left shoulder.
He had torn off the plaster on the wound, and half of his shoulder was bathing in bright red blood. Lita couldn't help but shudder. She really couldn't imagine how hurt the man would felt when he tore off the plaster. Did the man have no sense of pain at all?
"Lita, have a drink with me!" Alex stretched his arm and gave Lita a pull, and she fell into his arms.
Lita put her hands on his strong chest so as to keep some distance from him, and scolded softly, "Alex, don't mess around! Your wound is still bleeding!"
"It's okay! It's just a minor injury. I won't die!" Alex buried his head in Lita's soft bosoms quietly. He made no other excessive action, but just remained there to soothe his pain and sorrow that had been suppressed for several months.
Lita didn't move, and she didn't dare to move either. She was afraid that her small actions would stimulate the beast side of the man. Also, she couldn't bear to push him away...
Alex's strong arms tightened around her waist, and almost made his face and her bosoms become one.
Lita felt at this moment that Alex was as docile as an obedient child. But the man's strong body and the strength that made her hard to breathe reminded her that the man who was holding her was a dangerous adult man.
After staying still for half a minute, the man made a move. His head rubbed against her bosoms irregularly, as if he was looking for more comfort, or...he was molesting her.
Was his new way of molesting? Lita didn't want to think about him in a bad way. But...but if a woman's sensitive part was rubbed by a man's face and lips, how could she not think about it in a bad way.
"Alex, don't do this...Let me treat your wound first. You're still bleeding." Lita pushed away the man who cuddled against the soft parts of her body and blushed instantly. Her face was red and glowing as a ripe apple.
Lita was extremely careful, for fear of hurting the man's wound for the second time. She had learned from Doctor Cullen earlier, so her movements were quite skillful. Litaa took out a new wound plaster from the first aid box and put it on Alex.
"It's done. You should be careful! Why can't you take care of yourself?" Lita couldn't help but blame the man. She could see that the wound was caused by his excessive motion when he was outside.
Alex stared at Lita deeply and his throat tightened. His eyes were full of indescribable emotion.
Lita met the man's eyes accidentally, and her heart immediately sped up beating, as if a deer was galloping inside her chest. She quickly turned her head away and muttered unnaturally, "I am going to get you some warm water."
Lita almost ran into the bathroom. She covered her chest with both hands, trying to calm down her messy mood. What's wrong with me? I just glanced at the man and became so excited? Do really have a desire for him, as he said when I first met him?
No! I won't! I'm not crazy! He's my husband's brother. That's it!'