The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 441

Theodore had come to the bathroom to get a wet towel to clean the blood around his wound. Penelope made him lean against the wall, then wet a towel herself and knelt to clean it for him.

Looking at the mangled flesh, which was even more gruesome now that it was stitched up, made her shudder.

Her hand trembled as she wiped the surrounding area, taking shallow breaths, terrified of hurting him.

“The wound isn’t deep, or I would’ve gone to the hospital,” he said, stroking her hair to comfort her.

“And you were still planning to hide it from me,” she said, annoyed.

“Yeah, I was going to tell you I was on a business trip for a few days.”

“Hmph!”

“You would have definitely noticed if I stayed home.”

“Hmph!”

“After all, you need me to hold you every night.”

Penelope was so angry she wanted to hit him, but seeing his wound, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. He said it was a minor injury, but he’d lost so much blood. When she wiped it with the white towel, it came away scarlet.

She pressed her lips together tightly, but her eyes began to well up anyway.

“Are you crying?”

He lifted her chin, forcing her to look up. When a tear slid from the corner of her eye, she quickly wiped it away, angrily denying it.

He chuckled and pulled her up. He wanted to comfort her, but the sight of the shiny, swollen bump on her forehead made him burst out laughing.

“You’re still laughing!”

Theodore wrapped his arms around her. He didn’t want to laugh, especially since the force of it sent a sharp, tearing pain through his wound, but he couldn’t help it.

“I’m sorry.”

He forced himself to stop, then leaned in and blew gently on the bump.

“I’ll blow on it to make it better.”

Penelope wanted to say that was a trick for children, but then an idea struck her. A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes as she knelt and blew gently on his abdomen.

“I’ll blow on it for you, too. Does it still hurt?”

Theodore’s eyes darkened. “Blow again.”

Penelope puffed out her cheeks and blew a few more times.

“How about now?”

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