Chapter 25: You want to check my Injury?

Edie had felt his stiffness instantaneously. She looked up and said, "Stuart, you are injured, right?" Being stared at by her stubborn eyes, Stuart was silent for a moment and answered, "Just a small injury."

Knowing that he was hurt, she became anxious and worried, "You didn't go to the hospital, did you? I can tell by the look in your face that you didn't go. Let me have a look at your injury."

Stuart's eyes glistened for a moment and whispered her words, "You want to check my injury?"

Edie didn't understand why he asked this question. Didn't she say it plainly? Then she remembered that his injury was in his back, so if she wanted to check and see if there was any damage done, he had to take off his shirt.

There were just the two of them, and they were out of each other's sexual orientation; it did not seem to be very suitable. The words had not been spoken out loud, but Edie had regretted what she had asked him and showed an incredible smile, "In fact, I don't need to check it. I will ask Mr. Sampson to come and check it for you."

Before she had finished her words, Stuart had raised his hands to unbutton his shirt, and his black pearl-like eyes were staring at her without blinking. The second button of the neckline was undone, revealing his exquisite collarbone... The third button was now undone, showing a vast, very muscular chest.

In addition to that ridiculous night, Edie has not seen his body since that night. Now with his handsome face staring at her and his hands doing enchanting actions, she didn't even know where to put her eyes. She cannot erase him from her mind.

The sound of friction from the clothes lasted for just a few seconds, and a white shirt was thrown to the bed. Stuart looked at her so intently, and she lowered almost out of the quilt and said, "Don't you want to get it checked?" Edie couldn't see his body; there would be no way of resisting the temptation.

She convinced herself in her heart and encouraged herself to raise her head. The man in front of her was naked and looked down at her with crossed arms. His sharp and clear abdominal muscles under his arms were as perfect as a sculpture.

She didn't expect him to have such muscles on his body. Edie could hardly contain herself but managed to get the words out and said, "Turn around. You are not hurt in the front." Stuart was very obedient and sat down at the bedside with his back to her. After she saw his back, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and the mood vanished.

With his broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the perfect muscular body and sun-darkened chest were full of male hormones with clean skin. Shockingly, half of his back was covered with a bruise.

Such a serious injury was caused by saving her. Stuart saw that she was not talking and asked, "What?" Edie bit her lips and whispered, "It must be painful, right?" Stuart was in a daze for a second and wondered if she was taking care of him.

A feeling of warmth suddenly poured into his heart, which had been frozen for many years. He said with a gentle tone, "It's not painful. When I was taking the equestrian and fencing lessons in the UK, I had suffered much more serious injuries."

Fencing and horseback lessons were aristocratic lessons that were necessary for him. As for how serious his injuries were, no one had ever cared to ask him. He had to be the perfect family heir and needed to have the ability to do anything. This was passed on from generation to generation. He had to show that he had unlimited power and make everyone see him as no ordinary person.

His words didn't make Edie feel better, to reveal her emotions, she deliberately said with a relieved tone, "I bought some medical cream for you today. The pharmacist said that it would relieve some of your pain if it was applied to the bruise. I will go ask Mr. Sampson to come in."

Then she stood up and started for the door. She took one step forward, and her arm was pulled back. Staring at her confused eyes, Stuart's eyes flashed with unique light. His voice was low: "I want you to do it for me."

Edie must have misunderstood, was his brain-injured too? It's night, and there is just him and her, and his shirt was off. Now he wants her to apply the cream to his naked body. Edie started to stutter, "Well…Well, Mr. Sampson will be better. I… I have no experience... I can't." The sound of Stuart became cold, "

He is too old and can't even hold a cup of tea firmly." Mr. Sampson, who was doing sit-ups in the next room, sneezed uncontrollably. "Then... then I will ask Carol or Carey…" Stuart turned his head with his dark eyes now growing colder, "You want other women to touch my body?"

Edie remembered that he did not like to be touched by women. However, Stuart liked a quiet environment, so the servants in the Villa were rare. The manservant, the gardener, and the driver did not live in the Villa. Now it was impossible to refuse.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Stuart could feel the atmosphere around him become stressful. He stood up and said indifferently, "It is not too bad, and it will heal without medicine. If you don't want to, go and have a rest."

He bent over to pick up the shirt on the floor, but the movement naturally stiffened his waist. Edie felt tender feelings of commiseration in her heart, and she decidedly said, "I will help you!" Anyway, he didn't like women, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Of course, she didn't see his face hidden in the darkness and how he raised a smile. Edie jumped out of bed to get the cream and looked at the instructions carefully. She said, "It says to apply at least three times a day." Stuart absent-mindedly answered, "okay."

Edie slowly opened the package and put the cream on her hand. She didn't know what to do; just apply it on his back randomly? After a few seconds of rubbing the cream on his back, she thought that maybe she was rubbing too hard.

She asked a little uneasily, "Is it painful?" There was no change of the voice of Stuart, "No, I do not feel any pain." Edie looked at the horrible bruise, and the movements of her hands became gentler. She remembered that the pharmacist had asked her to touch the spine to see if any misalignment bones were sticking out, and her small hand slowly moved down along the spine.

The soft, gentle little hand was light like a feather, which made Stuart feel a fire burn inside him from the bottom up. The hand was caught before it moved to the waist. The voice of Stuart was shallow, "What are you doing?"

Edie had the feeling like a thief being caught. "I...the pharmacist asked me to touch the spine to see if there was an injury. You fell so hard...." The voice was smaller and smaller. Stuart looked into her eyes, "Then, is there?"

His eyes were deep, like a deep lake, with a sexy appeal. The smell of the cream was pungent and spreading between the two of them, which made Edie unexpectedly feel an atmosphere of uncertainty between them. Feeling the heat of his hands, Edie was suddenly shocked.

Was she crazy to feel this way when he was gay? He didn't like women! Edie withdrew her hand and deliberately said with a tone covering her emotions in her heart, "No, your spine looks good."