Chapter 277 Come to the Bedroom

Without thinking, I quickly grabbed the towel from Shelton's hand and hung it in front of me.

"Turn around and let me check your wound." He did treat me as a patient instead of a woman.

As he spoke, he was about to force me to turn around.

"No, thanks. I'm all right." I flushed. "You go out first. I'll go out after I wash my hair."

At that point, I didn't have the mood to take a shower.

"No." Shelton looked serious, and his eyes were full of worry. "Either I help you wash your hair, or you allow me to check your wound now."

In the small bathroom, the white fog rising from the hot water had almost dissipated. The more I thought about it, the shyer I became. But Shelton blocked me and did not intend to leave.