CHAPTER 78: CHAPTER 78: CUPPING HIS FACE AND ACTING COY WITH HIM

Annelise tidied up the mess in the kitchen and went back to her room alone.

She was still in turmoil over what had just happened with Elias Warner in the kitchen, remnants of those emotions lingering.

She wondered if Renee Perry had noticed anything.

Thankfully, he didn’t continue with his antics.

Sitting on the bed, lost in thought for quite a while, she felt her cheeks still burning fiercely.

Though he didn’t do anything significant, the spot on her neck where his lips and teeth had been still seemed to carry his presence.

His presence was so strong that even now her eyes were still red.

She never denied that even after five years, Elias could easily disarm her.

Her thoughts drifted back to five years ago.

At that time, Elias Warner adored and loved her, although he was aloof, no one knew that when in love, he was extremely gentle, afraid of doing anything to make her uncomfortable.

But the gap between the two of them was too great.

In front of him, she was overly delicate, so even though she restrained herself, she would eventually end up hurt.

So, the reason things are like this now is because he no longer has any feelings for her.

Annelise’s heart suddenly felt like it was stabbed by something.

She clutched her chest, thinking about the last question he had asked her in the kitchen.

Her heart ached inexplicably.

"Ding."

The sound of a WeChat notification broke the silence, startling Annelise, who was already on edge, making her sit up in bed.

Seeing it was a message, she let out a sigh of relief.

Upon opening it, it was a message from Elias Warner.

"In three minutes, get to my room."

Annelise stood up, glancing out the window, seeing Mama Carter was not asleep yet due to the noise she had caused in the kitchen earlier.

She couldn’t go, if she did, who knows what Elias Warner would do, plus Renee would definitely have Mama Carter keep an eye on her, and if Mama Carter found out she went to Elias’ room, the consequences...

It’s not that she’s afraid of Renee, she just doesn’t want things to become more complicated.

She also doesn’t want to be entangled with him anymore, doesn’t want to answer his questions.

She just wants to make money, pay off debts, and then leave the Warner Family, severing everything here.

From then on, to live well with Luna.

She lowered her eyes and replied, "I’m on my period tonight."

With that, he probably wouldn’t threaten her anymore, right?

Seeing no response to the message for a long time, Annelise let out a long breath, preparing to lie down and sleep.

Then, there was a knock at the door.

Annelise frowned, wondering who it could be at this hour.

Could it be Elias Warner?

In a panic, Annelise got up, not wanting Elias Warner’s knock to disturb everyone in the old house.

Elias Warner had always been domineering in handling things.

If she didn’t open the door, it would eventually become known to everyone.

She opened the door, and indeed, it was him standing there!

The hallway was shrouded in darkness, with the man engulfed in shadows.

Fearing others would see him, Annelise hid behind the door and whispered, "What are you doing here?"

Elias, unhurried, looked down, enveloping her in his gaze, "Isn’t your hand injured? You need to apply medicine!"

Only then did Annelise notice the medicine box in Elias’ hand.

She hadn’t expected him to notice her injury.

"Thank you."

Annelise took the medicine box without any intention of letting Elias into the room, "You should go back quickly, or else you’ll wake Ms. Warner!"

She turned to close the door, but Elias lazily leaned against the door frame, blocking the door with his elbow.

His voice was deep and seductive, "What? Not going to invite me in?"

Annelise was so flustered by his intense gaze that her heart tightened.

Before she could respond to Elias’ words, he came in and closed the door himself.

Annelise quickly backed away.

What was he planning to do? Hadn’t she already told him she’s on her period?

"What are you standing there for? Sit down!"

"Hm?" Annelise opened her eyes wide.

The next second, Elias lost his patience, directly picking Annelise up sideways and placing her on the sofa.

Annelise, her face flushed, protested, "Elias, I’m not in a good state!"

Just like in the kitchen earlier, that chaotic feeling returned, but Elias pinned her arm down.

The man’s scorching breath instantly enveloped her, his voice firm, "I’m just bandaging you! Look at your hand, it’s bandaged messily; not only does it look bad, it also affects the healing of the wound!"

Annelise raised her hand to push him, "I would’ve re-bandaged it. I’m a flight doctor, I know how! You should go, before Ms. Warner finds out!"

She glanced at her unevenly bandaged fingers.

Earlier, she was so frazzled and worried about Renee discovering something that she couldn’t properly care for her wound.

But he, knowing he shouldn’t have come, still barged in!

It was insane, this is still the Warner Family!

Elias didn’t regard her resistance, calmly opening the first aid box.

He then pulled Annelise’s arm over, resting it on his thigh.

"How are you supposed to do it with one hand?"

As he spoke, he began to clean her wound.

His demeanor was chillingly cold, yet his actions were gentle.

She didn’t feel any pain.

Elias, being tall, was squatting down, and with one tilt of his head, he could reach her lips.

Being at that height, Annelise could also hear Elias’ breathing.

She lowered her gaze, staring at this familiar person before her, seeing the same tenderness from before.

Suddenly, it was as though she was back in five years ago when he cautiously cared for her in the same manner.

Her heart inexplicably felt a sense of grievance.

She almost couldn’t resist sharing the secret she’d kept for years.

She slightly opened her lips but then suddenly regained her senses.

She almost lost control of herself.

She reached out, yearning to caress his hair like before, to hold his cheeks and act coquettish towards him.

Elias was adept; having served in the military, he was well-versed and practiced in wound care.

"There, remember to change the dressing, and do it on time, don’t forget!"

Elias put the tools back in the medicine box one by one, glanced up, and saw the tears at the corners of Annelise’s eyes.

He frowned, wiping her tears away.

"What’s wrong? Does it still hurt that much? Crying over such a small injury?"

Annelise sniffed.

"Yes, it hurts a little!"

Elias frowned, puzzled since his bandaging skills were famously good, not likely aggravating the wound.

He furrowed his brow, looking at her, "So delicate!"

Rising, he pinched her chin, "Don’t try to avoid the question."

"What?" Annelise’s voice choked.

"What do you like about Chase Perry?"