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    "What haven''t I seen of you already? Getting shy now?" He even had seen her standing in front of him without any clothes. Keh leaned against the bathroom wall, showing no intention of leaving. There was amusement in his eyes as he casually adjusted his gold- rimmed sses. His attitude seemed to say, "Go ahead. I''m watching!"


    Ophelia took a deep breath and kept her head down, avoiding his eyes. Next time, she''d hop to the bathroom on one leg rather than let him carry her.


    Seeing she didn''t move, Keh suddenly crouched in front of her, looking up at Ophelia with curious eyes. "What''s wrong? Need a hand?"


    He wanted to help her take off her pants! Ophelia gave him an eye-roll and lightly pushed him. "No need!"


    Heat rushed to her cheeks immediately. She thought, "That darn man, naturally, he returns to his shameless ways. Has the poison really spread to his brain? Can''t it just clear out the bad stuff in there?"


    After exiting the bathroom, Keh began checking her injuries. Apart from two deep wounds on her leg from the arrow storm, there were just some minor cuts.


    The small scratch on her cheek had already scabbed over as Keh carefully applied ointment to it with a cotton swab. The wound on her shoulder was in a simr condition.


    As Keh''s cool fingers lightly brushed over her skin, Ophelia flinched slightly.


    "Don''t move." His careful examination of her wounds gave the impression of a true gentleman.


    The shame from being stared at by Keh suddenly reminded Ophelia of something. "Keh, earlier... did you really think the pajamas I was wearing didn''t look good?" She had gathered all her courage to wear them for him.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    It was the only time she had been so forting, yet hepletely rejected her, and she remembered it to this day.


    Keh paused, recalling the time during the ind vacation when she wore that ck V-neckce nightgown.


    His sharp eyes narrowed under his sses, focusing on Ophelia on the bed as he let out a soft breath. He thought she could never not be beautiful.


    At that time, if she had sat on hisp for even a second longer, he wouldn''t have been able to keep up the pretense. She really had himpletely captivated.


    He pulled his gaze away and continued to apply the ointment to her with a serious expression. "Forgotten, try wearing it again sometime." His voice was calm, as if he truly didn''t remember, but his Adam''s apple betrayed him. Ophelia let out a light hum through her nose. "In your dreams." There was no way she would wear that again.


    Ophelia said, "Do you know the saying goes, ''Miss this chance and it''s gone forever?"


    Keh didn''t say anything. After finishing bandaging her wound and securing the medical gauze, he got up and exhaled softly near her earlobe. "Actually... you look even better without it." Suddenly, Ophelia''s cheeks turned burning red again. She thought, ''Look at this guy; he''s not even pretending anymore. It felt like it had been ages since shest heard him talk this way. Keh''s breath wandered along her neck, sending pleasant shivers through Ophelia''s body. He propped himself up on the pillow beside her, his fingertips gently tracing the outline of her face. Ophelia said, "What are you doing? I..."


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    Keh lowered his head, capturing her soft lips, delivering a gentle yetmanding kiss. He kissed her so carefully, with a tenderness that seemed almost unreal.


    Their breaths mingled, weaving through the air between them.. Ophelia lifted her hand to wrap around his neck, responding in kind.


    Under his sses, his deep eyes grew darker, filled with longing. After a moment, Keh paused, burying his face in the crook of her neck, taking a deep breath and slowly exhaling. "Sleep," he muttered reluctantly. His rational mind reminded him that she was still recovering from her injury and shouldn''t exert herself.


    Ophelia panted softly, held securely in his arms. "Really?" Ophelia''s small hand rested on his waist.


    Keh stayed silent, while Ophelia gradually moved closer to him, feeling sleepiness oveing her. She wasn''t sure how much time had passed when she drowsily heard a deep, soothing voice near her ear.


    He said, "Actually... you were stunning that day, strikingly gorgeous. I''m sorry... for making you feel so upset back then." He softly kissed her forehead, frowning with concern.


    "Well... I forgive you. Once you''re better, I''ll wear it just for you. Ophelia murmured, her lips barely moving as she snuggled deeper into Keh''s arms, her heavy eyelids shutting.


    For the past few days, while she was recovering, Keh had been exercising great restraint. With sses on, Keh appeared very proper and serious.


    Ophelia also realized that since he started wearing sses, his eyesight had been getting worse. Without his sses, even if she was right in front of him, he couldn''t see her clearly. Everything was a blur, near or far. On the day she left the hospital, Keh had someone bring a wheelchair. Ophelia recognized the wheelchair; it was the one Keh had used when he pretended to be inconvenient to walk.


    "I can actually walk, so there''s really no need for all this fuss." Sitting in the wheelchair made her feel like she was actually inconvenient to walk.


    Especially since Keh lifted her into it, making her feel like a wife who''s been taken care of by her husband for years. Keh said, "The doctor said to avoid moving as much as possible, so you need to rest properly." Ophelia was speechless and thought, ''Avoid moving as much as possible? The exercise from walking isn''t even as intense as what they did in bed. How can he say that with a straight face?''


    Knowing she couldn''t win against him and that reasoning was futile, she let Keh push her along.


    They didn''t go straight back to Rosewood Manor but first went to the ce she had been staying recently to pick up some things.


    "So this is where you live?" Keh let out a soft snort, a dark expression beneath the brim of his ck baseball cap. Living right under his nose made it easy for him to find her.


    Keh guided Ophelia into the elevator. He wore a ck suit, followed by Caleb and Barrett, two burly men w... looked quite intimidating


    With the four of them inside, the elevator felt very cramped. The people behind hesitated to get on, casting looks at Ophelia in the wheelchair, as if expecting her to signal for help. Their expressions seemed to say, "Miss, if you''re being kidnapped, just blink once."


    Ophelia didn''t understand-their looks until the elevator doors closed, and she realized in the mirror why they had those expressions.


    Sitting in the wheelchair, it appeared as if she was being held hostage by the three men behind her. She worried that people outside might call the police.


    The elevator slowly rose to the floor where Ophelia lived. Keh nced at the door across the hall with a meaningful look.