Chapter 321 Bandaging
After telling Dean about the situation, Diana felt a bit more at ease.
Although Charles' team had managed to reduce Nathan's sentence, the Williams family was still in decline.
Mia and Clara, who were used to a life of luxury, were undoubtedly struggling now.
But knowing Clara's high-and-mighty attitude, she was much more likely to latch onto some rich guy than earn an honest living through hard work.
Diana's instincts screamed at her the moment she saw Clara. She instinctively placed a hand on her belly and whispered, "Don't worry, Mommy will protect you."
She yawned, feeling a bit drowsy.
Half-asleep, she heard a faint noise at the door.
Diana was a light sleeper. She squinted her eyes, thinking Bronte had returned, and raised her voice, "Go rest, don't worry about me. I'm going to sleep."
But no one responded.
A chill ran down her spine. She opened her eyes wide and fumbled on the nightstand, grabbing only the air conditioner remote.
Ignoring everything else, Diana sat up straight and caught a glimpse of a shadow at the door.
Her heart raced. She suddenly threw the remote at the figure.
"Get out!"
The person grunted in pain, clutching their face.
Diana turned on the light, ready to escape, only to find Charles bent over, holding his right eye.
She paused, unable to help but ask, "Why is it you?"
Charles had taken the hit solidly. His brow throbbed, but thankfully it was just a remote. If it had been a vase, he might have been knocked out.
He stood up, gritting his teeth, "Who else would it be?"
Diana swallowed nervously. She had thought it was Clara sneaking in to do something bad while she slept, not Charles.
She stepped forward, reluctantly explaining, "I thought it was a thief. You scared me by coming in without knocking."
She reached out to pull his hand away from his injury, relieved to see it was just a bit red.
"The security on the ship is excellent. How could there be a thief? I met Bronte at the door. She said you were sleeping, so I didn't knock."
Seeing her concern, Charles felt a bit less annoyed about being hit.
He enjoyed her touch on his injury and said, "You hurt me, so you should take responsibility."
Diana immediately withdrew her hand, "I'm not a doctor. It just looks a bit red, not serious."
But Charles was quicker. He grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer, "But it really hurts."
His voice was low, dragging out the words, his eyes fixed on her, making it clear he wouldn't let go unless she treated him.
Diana struggled but couldn't break free. She sighed in resignation, "Fine, I'll treat it. I'll call the doctor, okay?"
Seeing her compromise, Charles let go and pointed to the nightstand, "There's a first aid kit there. No need to call the doctor."
'Wait, isn't this my room? How does Charles know?'
Diana skeptically opened the nightstand drawer.
Inside was a small first aid kit with a ship logo.
The kit had a few items: cold medicine, band-aids, and anti-inflammatory spray for bruises.
It seemed the ship had prepared it for guests' convenience.
Diana took out the spray and shook it at Charles, "Can you handle the smell?"
Charles nodded, "Yeah, I can."
Seeing his agreement, Diana approached with the spray.
Charles sat on the couch, hands on his knees, looking very serious.
Diana bent over, spraying some into her palm.
The smell of herbs and alcohol filled the space between them.
Diana rubbed her hands together to warm the spray before carefully applying it to his forehead.
The spot where he was hit was swollen. If it didn't heal overnight, his hair could cover it tomorrow.
Thinking this, she applied a bit more pressure to help it absorb.
But as soon as she did, Charles leaned back, making her miss.
Diana frowned and tried again, but he dodged.
With one standing and one sitting, it was already difficult to manage.
His dodging made her lose patience.
She lifted a leg, pushing Charles' legs apart, and knelt on the couch, closing the distance.
One hand held his head in place, the other applied the spray to the injury.
They were very close. From a distance, it looked like she was kneeling in his lap.
The smell of the spray mixed with her fresh scent, as if she had just showered. It was so pleasant that he forgot the pain in his brow.
Charles thought absentmindedly, 'If getting hurt can bring us closer, I wouldn't mind being injured a bit more.'
Diana, unaware of his thoughts, focused on treating the injury. When she finished, she applied a band-aid.
Though there was no blood, it was the thought that counted.
"All done."
She clapped her hands.
"Okay." Charles responded softly, looking up at her. The band-aid on his brow gave him a roguish look.
Diana was momentarily dazzled. When she came to, she realized how close they were. His face was right at her chest.
If she weren't wearing pajamas, she might have felt his breath.
She quickly pulled back, but he held her waist.
"Let go." Diana frowned, her tone displeased.
Realizing he was too eager, Charles quickly released her, "Sorry."
His quick apology caught Diana off guard.
She stepped back, putting distance between them, "It's fine. You're all set. You can go now."
Charles touched the band-aid and said, "I think you have a point."
"What?"
His sudden change of topic confused Diana.
"I think there could be thieves or other bad people on the ship. If they broke in like I did, you wouldn't be able to resist."
Charles looked serious, as if convinced of this.
Diana raised an eyebrow, "Your room is next door. If there were bad people, they'd go for you. You're more valuable."
Charles fell silent, his expression cracking.
After a moment, he revealed his true intention, "We should sleep in the same room. I can ensure your safety."
As soon as he finished, Diana refused, "No way. I don't want that."
Even if there were bad people, she could lock her door. Why would she need him to protect her?
"I can sleep on the couch. I just want to be with you, to ensure your safety. I won't do anything else."
Charles insisted. He knew he shouldn't push her, but he couldn't help wanting to be with her.
The room fell silent, the only sound the ticking of the clock on the wall.
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