Chapter 467 Beneath the Surface


    Two jars of cream sat on the table.


    Finisher!


    George came closer, looking at the girl with kindness, a smile about to appear.


    Isabelle grabbed the partly–used tonic bowl from the table and said, “Start with


    this.


    George didn’t hesitate. He swiftly took the bowl and drank the tonic.


    Upon finishing the tonic, George grinned andmented, “Yves whipped this up for you.”


    cing the bowl aside, he grabbed the cream from the table and nced at Isabelle’s flowing hair. “Need a hand with tying up your hair?”


    There’s a hair clip on the bathroom sink.


    I’ll get it.


    George made his way to the bathroom to get the hair clip.


    When he returned, he stopped at the sight of the girl on the couch.


    The couch was ced perpendicr to the bathroom, with the girl facing away from him, raising her arms to take off the nightgown by pulling it up from the


    hem.


    The nightgown wasn’t a slip–on design but rather a button–up one. Isabelle appeared to find unbuttoning it too much of a hassle, choosing instead to discard it in a single fluid movement.


    George’s gaze was caught by a vast expanse of snow–white skin.


    Her slender back and waist, became more defined with each movement, entuating her curves and giving her figure an elegant grace. Her waist curved in an S shape as she undressed, revealing the delicate and beautiful butterfly bones. on her back.


    Her stunning physiqué was utterly exposed.


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    George’s breath hitched momentarily, his grip on the hairpin tightening instinctively. His eyes grew slightly heated, and Adam’s apple moved silently in his throat.


    Isabelle dropped her clothes and grabbed a pillow to cover her chest. She was only wearing a ck bra.


    Come here, Isabelle urged.


    George clenched his teeth as if attempting to regain hisposure.


    Coming towards the sofa, hairpin in hand, George gathered her lengthy hair, quicklybing through it with his fingers before skillfully securing it with the clip at the back of her neck, revealing her slim and graceful neck.


    In addition to the wound crossing her shoulder, there were two previously healed knife injuries on her back, resulting in unsightly pale scars.


    George gently ran his warm fingertips along the raised scar on her shoulder, feeling a rush of affection.


    Clearly, her body bore additional scars of its own.


    Isabelle clutched the pillow, absorbed in her phone, aware of the man’s closeness. Suddenly, she felt a warm, gentle pressure against her shoulder, his breath brushing against her skin.


    His lips felt warmer than her skin.


    Isabelle tensed slightly, murmuring, “I can’t even tend to myself in peace.”


    On the couch, George smoothed cream onto the scars, softly rubbing them with his fingertips, ensuring they were fully covered.


    The cream felt cool against her skin.


    His warm fingers moved smoothly over her soft skin, mixing the cream and creating a gentle warmth.


    The faint smell of the cream mixed with her body wash’s pleasant scent blended well and reached his nose.


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    George carefully applied the medicine, ensuring he didn’t miss any spots. Sometimes, he looked up to check on her.


    She clutched the pillow and stayed focused on her phone throughout.


    He quickly covered the scar on her upper back with cream, beneath whichy another scar from a sharp de about four inches long.


    George paused, his gaze fixed on the scar left by the de.


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    While treating the scar on her upper back, he had been careful with this one, not because it was worse but because it was partly hidden by her bra.


    A strip of fabric, about three fingers wide, covered a big part of the scar.


    George stole another quick look at her, tactfully avoiding the scar, and instead applied medication to a mark on her lower right back, near her waist..


    Soon after, his gaze returned to the scar hidden beneath the fabric.


    George hesitated, his fingertips gently tracing the scar under her bra. “This one, hidden.”


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    Isabelle replied calmly, “Just undo it.”


    Setting aside the cream, George reached for the sp but paused, unsure how to proceed.


    Isabelle asked, “Need help?”


    George scrutinised the sp and said, “I got it.”


    With his two slender index fingers, he slid them into the sp from the top down, pressing his thumbs on the outside and pulling the fabric on both sides to sessfully undo it.


    She stayed notably moreposed than him throughout the procedure.


    However, George noticed the instant her bra loosened as she swiftly tightened her hold on the pillow in her arms.


    He swiftly administered the cream to her.


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    After a while, he nced up andmented, “Okay. Let the cream absorb before. recing the lid, or it might rub off.”


    Isabelle remained quiet.


    After a brief pause, George decisively grabbed the cream, rose to his feet, approached her, and seated himself in front of her.


    Isabelle nced up from her phone and locked eyes with him.


    George held her gaze, paused briefly, then said, “That’s the back taken care of.”


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