Whirlwind Marriage: My Possessive CEO's Undying Pampering Chapter 589 - 588: Wanting Her (Part 5)

"Does it still hurt?" Her tone was laced with undeniable concern, "If it hurts...tell , I’ll...I’ll be more gentle."

Being gentle might make him feel less pain.

Saying this, she went to undo his robe.

Without asking for his consent, she easily tugged at the belt of his robe, revealing his physique just like that.

On his chest, there was a scar, and it truly pained her.

"I’m sorry..." She didn’t an it, his chest was so sexy, but it might leave a scar.

"..." He wasn’t calling her a silly little fool anymore, why was she still acting so foolish? What was there to be sorry about? It was all his choice.

"Baby, stop touching." His voice was sowhat husky, sensual.

Her hand rested on his body like this, he was very warm, and this little woman not only undid his robe...but also reached out to touch his skin.

"I’ll help you apply the dicine." What was he thinking... he had an injury on his chest, and he was ignoring it, how could she just turn a blind eye? After all, he was her husband, and she truly cared about him.

She simply couldn’t have imagined that upon waking up...finding he wasn’t by her side, she’d be so anxious as to invite him to sleep together.

Clearly last night, it was she who said she wanted to sleep alone.

"Does it hurt?" She felt a bit guilty in her heart, even though she previously disliked his stubbornness, it wasn’t to the point of stabbing him with a knife.

Did he know how much her heart ached?

For the first ti, she ordered with such determination: "Crown Prince, from now on you are not...not allowed to do this, otherwise I really won’t care about you."

She had regained her mory, recalling the past, he said he would self-harm. He wasn’t bluffing; she rembered that day, Benjamin Grant harassed him, and as a result, he suddenly appeared and beat Benjamin Grant half to death. To appease her, he pulled out a dagger and placed it in her hand, just like that, holding her hand, without hesitation, he stabbed the dagger into his own chest...

She always knew the Crown Prince had an unusual temperant.

But she never expected the Crown Prince would end up like this!

"It doesn’t hurt." His thin lips parted slightly, releasing the words, "It’s okay to do it harder."

She was disinfecting his wound, although her movents were not very skilled, and she couldn’t quite control the pressure, he didn’t mind at all.

This little thing, she probably hasn’t taken care of anyone before!

"Really?" She thought it looked painful, so she was particularly gentle. After finishing, she even took out gauze, preparing to wrap it for him.

"Take off...the robe."

Take it off so she could treat him.

"Help ." He looked at her with deep, dark phoenix eyes, his tone was chilling, but there was an inherent charm, "Baby..."

For so reason, every ti he called her "baby," it made her feel a wave of emotion.

"Crown Prince, we’re already divorced, can you not call so intimately in the future?" Her tone carried a trace of hidden anger, yes, a sudden inexplicable divorce, how could she not be upset.

To not be angry would be a lie.

Moreover, back then, he was truly very, very good to her, so during the period of their divorce, her heart was in great pain, as if a piece of flesh was forcibly carved out of her chest.

"So...what do you want to call you?" He suddenly moved his thin lips close to her ear, slightly curved them into a smile, "Little silly girl." Really silly.

"..." She felt a tingling at her ear, suddenly thinking that "little silly girl" sounded quite nice.