Savage Love On His Wheelchair

Chapter 105 Would You Want My Help?

“Then we are good.” Fiona was happy again.

Ellen had also recovered himself.

Rosemary said to Edmund, “Johnson, my friend who fell off the cliff with me was hurt badly. Now that

Ellen is good, we should collect herbs. You two stay here and wait for us. Is that okay?”

Looking at Ellen, who was lying on the ground, Edmund said, “How about this, Rosey. You stay and

look after Ellen while I accompany Miss Fiona to collect the herbs?”

“Johnson, just call me Fiona. I prefer it to ‘Miss Fiona’.” The girl smiled.

“Okay, then I’ll call you…Fiona!” The man replied, a little embarrassed.

“Yeah, that sounds better.” The girl said naughtily.

“Then Fiona, would you mind my coming with you?” The man requested.

Fiona looked at him and then at Rosemary, “I am okay with that if Rosey likes it.”

“Rosey, you know I am not an expert in nursing. But I am probably a nice assistant to help collect herbs

in mountains.” The man argued.

That made sense, the woman thought. And it was her duty to look after the patient since it was for her

that he got injured.

“Alright, then. But you must protect Fiona.”

Fiona replied, “Don’t worry, Rosey. I will take care of him and take him back to you intact.”

Edmund thought it amusing. Rosey let him protect the girl and vice versa!

And Rosemary believed that Fiona could protect Edmund.

‘Fiona, go with Johnson. We will wait for you.”

Then they headed into the depth of the forest.

Ellen woke up.

Rosemary smiled at him, “Do you feel better?” Mr. Ellen?”

Ellen was greatly surprised, “Is that you?”

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to be you!” The woman explained.

“Oh!”

“Are you disappointed to see me?” Ellen asked.

“Why, I am glad to see you.” The woman replied.

Ellen felt happy but didn’t show it.

Rosemary thought that he was unhappy and changed the subject, “Do you still feel uncomfortable

somewhere?”

“I feel dizzy.” The man fell into the arms of the woman.

And she couldn’t help but let him.

The man fell into a slumber.

Then there was a thunderstorm.

They were soaked before they could find a shelter.

“Mr. Ellen, we must find somewhere to hide from the rain.”

“Okay.”

A long time passed before they found a cave and they went in.

They sat down.

Rosemary said to Ellen, “You sit here and I will make a fire.”

The man said nothing and watched his companion picking twigs. She was drenched and the shape of

her body was seen clearly.

He turned around hurriedly in case the woman found that she was being watched.

Then she collected enough twigs and was about to ask him for a lighter when she squeezed.

Then she asked anyway, “You have a lighter with you?”

Ellen took out a lighter and lit the fire. “You should take off your wet clothes or you will have a cold.”

She flushed at these words. How could she do that in front of a man?

“Well, why don’t you take off yours first? You are the patient anyway.” The woman said, a little

embarrassed.

And the man quickly took off his shirt. “Dry it and put it on.”

“What…” But she was halted by his look.

He smiled.

A gust of wind came in and the woman squeezed again while she was drying the clothes.

Ellen said, “Take off your wet clothes and put this on, otherwise I will be looking after you tomorrow.”

Looking around, Rosemary found nowhere to change her clothes where she could be shaded.

Ellen frowned, “I will turn my head. You just change it.”

Why on earth did she stay with him instead of accompanying that cute girl?

Ellen added, laughing, “Do you want me to do it for you? I wouldn’t mind.”

“I’ll put it on right now. Don’t turn back!” She quickly took off the wet clothes and put on the dry shirt.

“I finished.”