Chapter 33


    “What are youing in for?” asked Alita.


    “Can’t Ie in? It’s my room. I go in if I want,” Jaydon said leisurely. His gaze fell on her shoulders


    and chest, the bandages soaked in blood catching his eyes, The stark contrast between the blood


    and her wless skin.


    shocked him.


    All of this was caused by him. He didn’t know what came over him at that moment–whether it was


    her provoking him or something else that led him to bite her like this.


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    “Give me five minutes, and I’ll leave the whole room to you. Now, please get out,” Alita said coldly.


    She didn’t have the energy to argue with him.


    “I’ll help you apply the medicine,” said Jaydon.


    “No need. I’m hurting all over. I just want to finish applying the medicine and go to bed. Don’t touch


    me.” Alita grabbed his hand and struggled a bit, and the movement pulled on her wound, causing


    her to bite her lip in


    pain.


    Jaydon stopped her. “I’ll help you. Don’t say no. I’ve already decided.”


    ‘How could there be such a domineering and unreasonable man in the world?‘ Alita thought and


    wanted to curse, but in her current state, resisting him would be like bringing a knife to a gunfight.


    “Fine. But other things are impossible.” She could see his ulterior motive. He was not just trying to


    help her apply


    medicine.


    Jaydon carefully unwrapped the bandage and used a swab to clean her wounds, and Alíta, despite


    the pain, bit her lip to avoid screaming.


    “It hurts. Shout if you need to,” said Jaydon.


    “Will shouting ease the pain?” Alita’s voice was cold.


    “Stubborn woman.” Jaydon’s movements became gentler.


    After cleaning he took out a tube of ointment from the bag, opened it, and gently applied it to her


    wounds with his fingertips. His expression was very serious and meticulous, and he carefully


    controlled his strength to minimize her pain.


    Every time during these moments, Alita’s heart involuntarily softened. She gazed at the dazzling


    man in front of


    her, lost in thought. “What pains me is him, yet what brings me joy is still him. He’s a devil but also


    an angel. He makes me cry, yet he makes meugh. Everything is because of him.”


    She felt a warmth in her heart, and tears welled up in her eyes. At that moment, she became


    unexpectedly vulnerable. Without thinking, she reached out and hugged him, pressing her blood–


    soaked body against his white suit, and buried her face in his chest as tears streamed down.


    Jaydon was stunned by her actions, unsure of what to do. The usually shrewd and domineering


    man was, for the first time, at a loss for how to react. He could only stand there.


    Hesitatingly, he asked, his tone gentle, “What’s wrong with you?”


    Only then did Alita realize what crazy thing she had done. Her heart was in a panic as she med


    herself for doing something so strange. She blushed, and she let go of him, afraid that if she


    continued hugging him, he might think she had gone mad.


    “… I hate that your clothes are so white and clean. I wanted to give them some color.” She came up


    with a random excuse. But as soon as she finished, she regretted it because it sounded so


    awkward,