Chapter 108 Mr. Rodriguez's Stubbornness
The white towel was stained red with blood. Her hands trembled slightly, aware of his gaze tracking her silently, deep and dark like ink.
She wished to enquire if he was in pain but couldn't bring herself to say it. Suddenly, he gently held her hand, his fingertips cold.
Winnie immediately tried to pull away, and he let out a hoarse sound.
"Are you okay?" she asked, her gazed fixed on him. Brimming with concern.
Their eyes locked, and it was as though ink was on the brink of streaming from his eyes. The intensity overwhelmed her, causing her cheeks to redden under his gaze.
Mr. L rubbed her delicate wrist and posed a question without distinguishing between joy and anger, "Are what you spoke in the corridor true? Are you so infatuated with me, you cannot bear to see me die? If I were to die, would you pursue me with determination, even with our child?"
Winnie was left speechless, taken aback by his words. Did she truly say that?
She never anticipated someone could be so self-absorbed as to interpret it like this. She couldn't help but marvel.
Witnessing the severity of his injuries, she could not bring herself to lash out. She quietly defended herself, "I just said that I liked you..."
In an instant Mr. L’s demeanor turned icy and pale. "Fine, I nearly died saving you, and now that I have saved you, you are ready to turn your back in me and stop loving me."
"..." Winnie clenched her fists and raised her chin defiantly. "No, I love you!"
The man weakly sneered, "If you truly love me, why would you be involved with other men? Weren't you planning to run away? Why haven't you gone to find someone else?"
Outside the door, Benjamin and Jeremy, who had been eavesdropping, both felt a chill run down their spines.
Benjamin, who had been inadvertently eavesdropping, was left speechless. "Mr. L is too dramatic."
"At his age, he's still so proud and temperamental. Fortunately, our Mrs. L is honest," Jeremy smirked.
Winnie clenched her fists, resolute in her decision to stand by him.
On her part, she patiently said, "I'm just feeling a little uneasy because of you. Can't I go see Olivia for a moment? I... already confessed my feeling to her outside. You should know that in my heart, you’re the only man I care about. There is no reason for you to feel jealous of someone irrelevant."
With the mention of "someone irrelevant," he fixed his gaze on her cool countenance, and the heaviness that had hung over the past few days suddenly lifted.
Benjamin gave a thumbs-up. "Mr. L is so jealous of other men!"
"Of course, when a woman appeases a man, it's nearly always effective, especially someone like Mr. L who has been famished for so long," Jeremy smirked.
Benjamin joined in with a mischievous smile. "Mrs. L is already almost four months pregnant, Mr. L should..."
Just then a disturbance from outside caught their attention. One of his subordinates came to report, "Miss Ordelia is waiting outside. She heard about Mr. L's injury and wants to visit."
Jeremy arranged for bodyguards to stationed outside. The news of Mr. L's injury could not be leaked, especially to the Rodriguez family, who had been closely monitoring him.
Benjamin frowned and instinctively didn't want to let Darcy in. Given that Mrs. L and Mr. L were just reconciled, he suspected that Darcy’s presence would be a distraction.
He turned to Jeremy and asked, "Could it offend her if we deny her entry?"
She hailed from Trento City, and even Benjamin and Jeremy wouldn't take her displeasure lightly.
Jeremy instructed his subordinate, "Inform Miss Ordelia that we are guarding against any interference from the Rodriguez family. The extent of Mr. L's injury is not to be disclosed. Please ask Miss Ordelia to understand that no one can come in right now."
The news quickly reached Darcy, who stood outside with the bodyguards. Her face quickly darkened. Benjamin and Jeremy were secretly siding with Winnie! By not letting her in to take care of Mr. L.
Winnie would have to get closer to him to please him. Going through another difficulty together, their feelings might not only diminish but intensify.
Her nails dug into her palm as her mind raced. She thought of Madam Rodriguez at the villa...
Darcy pursed her lips arching an eyebrow slightly before turning around and leaving.
In the room, he continued to clutch Winnie's hand, his gaze unwavering on her. "Is your stomach still bothering you?"
A warmth welled within Winnie's heart as she shook her head softly. "When you were in surgery, a doctor examined me. The baby is fine."
His deep eyes momentarily shut. "Have these days in the villa been alright?"
Winnie was taken aback; he was finally asked. She bit her lip a hint of bitterness in her expression. Yet, compared to his current severe injury, her grievances seemed trivial. Winnie picked up a glass of water and dipped a cotton swab into it, tenderly brushing his handsome lips. "Are you feeling better?"
He appreciated her gentle demeanor, and he probably understood that her concerns paled in comparison to his current state.
In these recent days, there was a deep resentment building in her. The man furrowed his brows and changed the subject, saying, "I need to go to the bathroom for a moment."
Winnie was taken aback and rose from her seat, her face turning red. "In that case , I'll call a male nurse."
The man expression immediately chilled, his gaze pieing her with bitterness. "I saved your life, but you're not even willing to help me to the toilet?"
"...Alright, let's not say anything else," Winnie reluctantly reached out to support his slim waist. "Shall I take care of you then?"
That should do.
However, as she attempted to move him slightly, he winced in pain, and his grip on her large hand trembled.
Winnie suggested, "What if you do it while on the bed..."
"No!" L's pride wouldn't allow it.
He leaned his strong arm on her small shoulder, exuding a strong male presence. Only then did Winnie fully realize how tall and heavy he was. She cautiously guided him towards the bathroom, deliberately averting her gaze.
The man stopped her with a raised eyebrow and intense eyes. "Pants?"
Winnie was left speechless and glanced at his long and tempting figure. Her face turned red as she said, "Your hands are fine, you can do it yourself."
A wave of weakness swept over him, his hands trembling. He uttered a single word, "Pain."
"I saved your life, and you're still so reluctant to help me..."
"...Alright, fine, fine. You're my benefactor."
Winnie approached him helplessly, her hand slightly embarrassed as she tried to remove his patient pants. By accident, she touched his firm abdominal muscles, which felt supple and warm hot.
Every contour seemed to declare that this was a mature man!
"... " His ears turned quietly crimson as he looked at her.
Mr. L felt pretty good, but Winnie didn't dare to look into his eyes. She waited a bit, but the man remained immobile, his dark eyes telling her: Help me until the end.
Winnie's mind was about to explode. With her face flushed, she said, "You shouldn't push it too far..."
L arched an eyebrow, his voice husky as he grumbled, "I saved your life! Even now, you're still hesitant with me, Mrs. L, do you have a conscience?"
"... " Winnie clenched her teeth, gritting out her words, her heart racing, eager to silence him!
Finally, they were finished. As Winnie was about to lift her head and stand up, she noticed his gaze intensify.
Her cheeks were burning, and just then, the restroom door was forcefully pushed open. "Mr. L, you... Fuck! apologies for intruding. I must have been blind just now, didn't see a thing!"
Winnie quickly looked up. "No, Mr. Martin, he is injured..."
"I understand, I understand." Benjamin's ears turned suspiciously red, how embarrassing.
Winnie was left speechless. A misunderstanding was so easily born, and she felt like jumping off a building from sheer embarrassment.
"Mr. Martin, let me explain..." She reached out her hand,
Benjamin had already dashed out like the wind, "Jeremy, Mr. L is a damn beast..."
"... " Very well, Winnie knew this incident likely lead to the whole hospital misunderstanding, especially with Benjamin’s booming voice making it near impossible to avoid.
She turned her head in grievance, and the man looked at her indifferently. "It's not like it's true. I'm even more aggrieved. Mrs. L.”
"To confirm his misunderstanding?"
"..." Winnie's face turned beet red, and with a sullen expression she quickly helped him put on his pants.
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