Chapter 2972 - 162: Ben Lucas Starts to Grow Cold Toward Her (3)

Chapter 2972: Chapter 162: Ben Lucas Starts to Grow Cold Toward Her (3)

Ben Lucas took a deep breath, looked away, and directed his gaze elsewhere.

His eyes landed right on the medicated patch Harrison Lucas was holding. Ben Lucas frowned slightly, only then remembering what he had forgotten.

"This is the special medicine prescribed by Miranda..." Ben Lucas used his large hand on Harrison Lucas’s waist to take away the ointment she held.

The man’s gaze was heavy, his cold face showing a hint of displeasure: "Miranda mentioned that this must be applied daily to be effective, why didn’t you remind me to help you with the medication?"

He has been so busy these days, busy to the point of forgetting this matter.

"..." Harrison Lucas was speechless.

Should she remind him?

But in what capacity should she remind him? She doesn’t have the standing, nor does she want to use this matter to remind Ben Lucas.

It would be like deliberately reminding him to remember the favor she did him by saving him, as if to use it as a form of coercion.

"Remember to call me next time." Ben Lucas assumed Harrison Lucas’s long silence was due to shyness.

He carried Harrison Lucas inside, laying her petite body on the soft king-size bed.

On the European-style four-poster bed, Harrison Lucas’s body curled slightly.

Due to Ben Lucas’s actions, she was side-lying on the white sheet, only wearing a tank top and light-colored shorts, her snow-white slender legs slightly bent with her arms wrapped around her chest to shield herself from Ben Lucas’s gaze.

Although she knew Ben Lucas wouldn’t be interested in her, Harrison Lucas ultimately couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

Her face grew hotter, it must have turned completely red.

"Relax a bit, I’ll apply the medication," Ben Lucas’s voice was composed and natural, as if he didn’t notice the redness of embarrassment spreading across Harrison Lucas’s face.

The man squeezed the medicated patch onto his long fingertips.

His fingers gently covered Harrison Lucas’s shoulder wound from the gunshot. When Ben Lucas’s calloused fingertip touched the injured area on her left shoulder, Harrison Lucas’s body trembled involuntarily.

The heat of the fingertips seemed as though it would burn her up entirely.

Harrison Lucas inexplicably began to feel nervous, yet she told herself not to be, because the young master truly had no interest in her and wouldn’t do anything.

The warmth of the fingertips melted the ointment, Ben Lucas pushed the ointment away bit by bit until the medicine was thoroughly absorbed into the wound on Harrison Lucas’s shoulder.

The man’s deep eyes were fixed on the slightly sinister gunshot wound, his gaze was so dark, so deep, even containing a touch of frost.

Ben Lucas looked away, not wishing to look at the gunshot wound anymore.

He said in a steady voice: "I’ll help you apply medication elsewhere."

Earlier when he came in, he saw Harrison Lucas applying medication on her left hip.

Ben Lucas is Harrison Lucas’s superior and had already seen her body before, naturally aware of the old injuries on Harrison Lucas’s body.

His expression was impassive, even severe, as he squeezed out some more special medicine, lifting Harrison Lucas’s arm with his left hand and applying the ointment on the old injury on the outer side of her arm.

Besides that, there were also Harrison Lucas’s calves, thighs... until Ben Lucas’s gaze traveled from the woman’s snow-white ankles, all the way up, stopping at the scar on her left hip that seemed to have aged.

That knife wound, Ben Lucas still remembered, was also from back when Harrison Lucas shielded him.

Back when he was a youth returning on leave from the Royal Military Academy to the Lucas family, he encountered a kidnapping.

And this knife wound was from when Harrison Lucas saved him by blocking the strike.

Ben Lucas’s eyes remained profound as he looked at Harrison Lucas’s snow-white, tender hip, his dark pupils seemed to hold an even more intense color.