Chapter 74 Caring for Each Other
Chapter 74 Caring for Each Other
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Her fingers trembled slightly as she took the pen drive. It was small, but she felt its weight.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she finally said, “I don’t know how to thank you.”
Jonathan let out a softugh. “Then, don’t.”
Zion hurried to add, “That’s right, Ms. ude. A real man wouldn’t stand by and do nothing.
“Besides, you already know Mr. Fullbuster’s a certified gentleman!”
There was no need for such formalities.
If they kept going at it, it would only upset Jonathan.
Anneliese nodded, clutching the pen drive in her palm. “Well, if you ever need my help in the future, just give me a call. I’ll do everything I can.”
Zion was speechless, not daring to look at Jonathan’s face.
In a situation like this, the damsel in distress would shyly offer themselves to their savior.
However, Anneliese’s words basically meant she wasn’t interested in him.
He suspected that if they’d been part of a college frat house, she would be making Jonathan a sworn brother for life.
Meanwhile, Jonathan’s expression remained unchanged. He simply looked at Anneliese and said, “Sure.”
Whatever she owed him, he would make sure she paid him back after her divorce was final.
Anneliese thought the matter was finally behind her.
Feeling relieved, she smiled. “I’m going to call the police.”
Jonathan didn’t object.
She quickly added, “I’ll do it now and wait for them. Mr. Fullbuster, your time is precious, so I won’t bother you any longer.
He shook his head. “Where’s your phone?”
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Only then did Anneliese remember that Jameson had smashed it to pieces.
Her ears turned red.
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It felt like she had just made a bold deration, only to be pped in the face by reality.
Seeing her flustered expression again, Jonathan said gently, “I’ll call the police and wait with you. That way, you don’t have to go to the station to file another report.”
Then, he instructed Zion, “Get her a new phone.”
Before Anneliese could refuse, Zion smiled warmly.
“Ms. ude, do you have a preferred model or color? Should I just get a few for you to pick?”
Without waiting for her answer, he strode out as if he were on a mission.
Anneliese stared after him, dumbfounded.
Soon, sheposed herself and looked at Jonathan.
“Do you want to finish this up?” he asked, lifting the bowl and bringing a spoonful of soup to her lips.
Anneliese froze.
This feeling of impropriety wouldn’t go away.
She didn’t even know how she managed to finish her soup, for everything felt like a blurry daydream.
As Jonathan ced the bowl down, his crisp white shirt sleeve rode up slightly.
On his wrist was a thin, long cut.
Anneliese saw it and immediately thought of the utility knife she had hidden in her pocketst night.
She had put it there on a whim before going to the club,
She remembered using it on Jameson.
“Did I do this to you?” she asked in shock.
Jonathan slid his wrist back under his sleeve and said nothing. “It’s just a small cut,” came his
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response.
“No, it’s not! Let me see!” Anneliese felt a surge of guilt.
She leaned forward, grabbed his hand, unfastened the cuff, and rolled up the sleeve to examine it carefully.
The wound was about the length of her thumb, scabbed over but with some redness around it.
She frowned. “You’ve got to be careful with your wounds! What if it leaves a scar? This wasn’t treated properly!”
Jonathan lowered his gaze, observing her furrowed brows and the concern in her eyes.
He smiled softly, his heart feeling inexplicably warm.
“This little cut won’t leave a scar,” he said.
“Even small wounds can get worse if neglected. Hang on!”
She ran out to get iodine and cotton swabs, then carefully cleaned the area around Jonathan’s wound while giving him precise instructions.
“Before the scab falls off, use this at least three times a day, Mr. Fullbuster.”
“The same goes for the wound on your palm, then. You can’t afford to let it scar.”
Anneliese looked up, realizing Jonathan was fixated on her injury.
The feeling was natural, as if they were in a rtionship where they could care for and look after each other.
Her heart skipped a beat.
For some reason, his gaze felt like it was burning her.