Chapter 80 Ointment

Throughout the journey, Stella never let go of Asher's hands and kept supporting him.

And she, who was usually vivacious and outgoing, remained silent the whole time.

Clearly, she felt guilty and moved by what had happened today.

When they returned home, she pressed down on Asher and made him sit obediently on the couch while she quickly poured him a glass of water.

After Asher drank two glasses of water, he felt much better.

"Come to my bedroom," Stella also drank a glass of water, looked at Asher hesitating and unable to bend over or lean against the couch, her heart both moved and ached. She stood up and slowly walked into the bedroom, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Huh?" Asher looked at Stella in confusion, his eyes wide.

Just as Asher was about to inquire, Stella had already entered the bedroom. Full of doubts, he stood up and followed her inside.

Although he had been here once before, and something ambiguous had happened, Asher still couldn't help but feel a mix of puzzlement and anticipation.

This was the first time that Asher had entered Stella's bedroom.

It was different from what he had envisioned. He had expected Stella to have an outgoing, lively, and bold personality, with a bedroom that reflected her vibrant character.

However, her bedroom was gentle and gave off a warm and cozy feeling, with a soft color scheme.

The bright sunlight outside streamed through the thick, pale pink curtains, filling the entire room with a warm glow.

Following Stella's gesture, Asher sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at the enchanting woman in front of him, wondering what her sudden invitation into the bedroom meant.

In truth, Asher already had some suspicions.

Could it be that she was so moved by him that she wanted to offer herself to him?

As this thought crossed his mind, the uneasiness in Asher's heart, along with the suppressed excitement, dissipated.

"Take off your clothes," Stella suddenly said as she stood in front of Asher, interrupting his daydreaming.

"Ah?" Asher looked up, shocked by the beautiful woman in front of him. He was truly taken aback!

But considering Stella's outgoing and straightforward personality, it didn't seem entirely impossible for her to act on such an impulse.

Asher was constantly preparing to become a real man. However, happiness seemed to come too quickly, almost overwhelming Asher. Being alone with a woman in her own bedroom, she immediately asked him to undress.

What did this mean?

Asher was excited, and he couldn't hide it. His heart was already pounding, almost in his throat. If Asher hadn't known about Stella's injured foot, his excitement might have led him to grab Stella's hand and dance a ballet to lighten the mood.

Even a fool could understand what Stella meant with her words.

Asher looked at Stella with eyes that couldn't hide his own excitement. He could clearly smell a faint fragrance emanating from her, provoking suggestive thoughts.

With the curtains tightly closed, the lingering pink hues added to the surge of adrenaline in his body.

Asher stared at Stella in awe. Her exceptional beauty was on another level. Asher indulged in his fantasies about Stella.

As soon as he realized that the fantasy could become a reality, he couldn't contain his excitement.

"Are we moving too fast? But don't worry, I can accept it. In fact, I have already prepared myself a long time ago. Although I am a principled person, and despite the fact that you are not my wife, I have already decided to be your man. Although your directness caught me off guard, I can still accept it. It's just that maybe we're being too direct and too fast. Can we take things slowly?"

As Asher looked at the mature and alluring Stella in front of him, he became so overwhelmed with excitement that he struggled to find the right words.

After all, it was his first time, and it would be false to say that he wasn't excited. But he was also a person with taste and needed to take things slowly, step by step.

Stella looked at the excited and incoherent Asher sitting on the bed with a strange expression. .

She did not understand what Asher was saying.

Suppressing the urge to kick this guy out, Stella couldn't be bothered and slowly crouched down.

Asher's eyes widened as he watched Stella slowly crouch down, looking at her rosy lips, Asher happily fainted.

, Asher suddenly heard a strange sound from under the bed, and couldn't help but turn his head, instantly startled.

Stella needs props first? This is too much.

He felt something was amiss. Stella didn't bring out a box with whips and candles from under the bed, but a first aid kit.

"Take off your clothes, lie down, what are you thinking? Even if you're thinking, you need the strength, right? Behave, I'll apply the ointment for you!" Stella opened the first aid kit and gave Asher a sullen and amused look.

"...Ointment?" Asher's brain froze, his mind filled with thoughts of what was to come with Stella.

For a moment, his mind couldn't fully grasp the situation.

"If you want it, hurry up and take off your clothes and lie down. If you don't want it, forget it!" Stella said with impatience.

"Of course, I want it. Only an idiot would refuse!"

Although the outcome was quite different from what he expected, the thought of lying on Miss Turner's fragrant and spacious bed, with a beautiful woman applying medicine to his wounds, excited Asher a little. Without saying a word, he took off his t-shirt and flopped down on the bed.

The reason Asher was lying face down was mainly because the injuries on his back were more severe.

During the fight, he was able to block many attacks coming from the front with his hands, but he couldn't fully defend against surprise attacks from behind. Most of his back was probably covered in bruises.

Comfortably lying on the bed, Asher noticed that Stella fell silent behind him, curiously tilting his head. He saw Stella holding a bottle of medicine, staring blankly at his back, biting her lip with tears streaming in her eyes.

Asher couldn't see his own back, but Stella could see it clearly. His back was indeed covered in bruises, not just ordinary ones, but in some places, there were even tiny drops of black blood seeping out.

"You're not moved again, are you? Think about how you should thank me." Asher pretended to tease casually.

Suddenly, Stella, who was usually charming and outgoing, started sobbing, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, seeing Asher's smug expression, Stella huffed, "I just think you're so stupid. How can you get this injured in a fight?"

Seeing Asher about to refute, Stella huffed, "Just behave and don't move!"

With that, she kicked off her slippers, slowly climbed onto the bed, her skirt draping over a pair of long legs as she gently knelt beside Asher, holding the unknown medicine in her hands.

Asher trembled at the sight, "Be gentle, does this medicine hurt? If it hurts..."

"Let it go...," Stella glared at Asher, who suddenly became talkative, and pursed her lips.

She knew Asher was intentionally trying to ease the atmosphere in the room.

However, she couldn't help but find it amusing and chose not to respond. She opened the bottle of medicine and poured the red liquid directly onto the wound.

Immediately, they heard a dreadful scream from Asher, "Ouch, it hurts.!"

This time, Asher's cry was genuine. It was truly painful, as if the medicine was sulfuric acid, stripping off a layer of skin from his back!

Ignoring Asher's screams, Stella held a cotton swab and applied it around the wound. "Endure the pain, it's your own fault. Who told you to be so foolish? Can't even fight or run away properly?"

Being looked down upon by Stella again and again, Asher was completely infuriated by this woman.

He retorted angrily, "You have no idea what the situation was like back then. It happened right at the entrance of your apartment building. I was leisurely walking when suddenly a dark figure rushed towards me from the shadows. His fist was clenched like an eagle's talons, targeting my throat. The speed was as fast as lightning, a true master. But I fearlessly faced the danger and skillfully dodged the lethal chokehold by just a few millimeters. It was absolutely awesome!"

Asher was extremely excited, and saliva flew from his mouth as he continued, "You have no idea how perilous it was at that moment. Immediately after, more than thirty strong men burst out from the building's entrance, two of whom were even wielding machetes. Have you ever seen a machete? It's the kind of weapon that can split a person into two halves with just one swing. Do you know how fierce I was? I quickly picked up a wooden stick from the ground and swung it aimlessly. But in reality, it was just a show of weakness, you know? It's not that I couldn't defeat them. Do you really think I would consider those thirty-something hoodlums a threat? It's simply laughable! I did it to make them lower their guard and toying with them. After all, I have superpowers!"

"Do you know military boxing? Left hook, right hook. Those idiots were left crying. In the end, those fools actually begged for a fight, which was an insult to me. When I was young, a fortune teller told me that my future accomplishments would be extraordinary. The fortune teller saw me and immediately knelt down, begging me to start a business with him. But I heartlessly refused. I found the matter troublesome. However, no matter what, I am a master. How could I take those useless people as my disciples? Don't you agree?"

"What's with that expression? Don't be fooled by my current appearance. It's just an act because it wouldn't be good if it attracts the attention of certain people. I prefer to keep a low profile, have peace and quiet, and dislike being disturbed by outsiders. It's all an act. I played with them as if I were playing a game. These footprints on my back were intentionally kicked, but how could a person as amazing as me just give up? I sent the person who ambushed me flying with a spinning kick. You didn't even see how cool those spinning kicks were, the poses were simply textbook examples... It really hurts, I can't take it anymore..." Asher couldn't help but scream in pain towards the end.