Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

The kiss was domineering.

With half her body pressed against his chest, Mable was firmly confined in Blair's arms. She was about to lose her breath.

"You... Enough!"

'What an opportunist! Will you ever stop?!'

Seeing as Mable was somewhat out of breath, Blair reluctantly let her go. He smiled faintly as he stared at her red lips.

"Mabes, you seduced me first!"

"Shameless!"

Mable forcefully broke away from Blair's arms and stood up.

As she happened to touch Blair's injured arm, the immense pain immediately forced him to clench his teeth.

"What's wrong with you?"

Mable suspected he was injured. When she keenly noticed his frown, she instantly felt something was wrong. Blair forced himself to endure the pain and said with a smile, "I'm just sad to be pushed away by you again." However, Mable was not fooled this time. She reached out to grab his hand. "Let me see your hand!" When she touched his hand just now, she remembered feeling that his right forearm was bandaged.

"It's fine." Blair moved his wrist a little.

"Let me see!"

Mable was stubborn and serious.

Blair stared at her and sighed helplessly.

It seemed he could no longer hide his arm injury from her.

In that case, he decided not to hide it from her anymore. He rolled up his right sleeve, revealing his bandaged forearm.

"It's just a small injury. Nothing serious."

Mable knew he must be injured.

She looked at him with anger and worry. "How did you get hurt? Is it serious?"

"It's a gunshot wound. The bullet has been removed, and I'm fine."

There was no need to hide these from her.

Mable sat by the bedside and looked at his injured arm with concern.

Given where the wound was, could

affect the flexibility of his right hand if it did not heal properly. S

She lowered her head and asked sullenly You got injured getting the Ice Jade Flower for me, right?

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"Sort of. I encountered an enemy in Rilburg, and we fought."

A mixture of truth and lies made for a more convincing story.

Mable looked up at Blair and forced a smile. "Thank you, Blair."

Blair caressed her face and said

helplessly, "Mabes, I told you I didet . You don't need to feel

red."

What he wanted was not a thank you from her.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

"Master Blair, it's time to change your bandage." The family doctor stood at the door with a tray.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Mable stood up. "I'll do it."

Blair tugged at her. "Let the doctor do it."

"I'm also a doctor," Mable said softly.

Blair looked at her and said, "Mabes, could you bring me a cup of hot milk?"

"I thought you didn't like hot milk?"

Blair looked meaningfully at her. "People change."

"Okay."

Mable did not think much of it and went downstairs.

As she heated the milk, she chatted with Tracey and asked about Blair's condition.

By the time she went upstairs with the hot milk, Blair's bandage had been changed.

Mable put the milk on the table and noticed the medicine bottle on the side. She instantly frowned. "Blair, why are you taking sleeping pills?"