Chapter 60

Freshia Ava’s POV

Martin's attitude suddenly changed. He put some distance between us, then his expression changed. His jaw seemed to harden and his gaze at me turned flat. “Why are you asking that suddenly?” he asked curtly. I was immediately shocked by Martin's sudden change and guilt emerged in my heart. It seems like the time is not right for me to mention Eros' name in front of him right now. Moreover, this also has something to do with Martin.

Subconsciously, I bit my lower lip to help reduce my nervousness. “Sorry, Martin. I didn't mean anything. If the question makes you uncomfortable, then forget it. Again, I am sorry." I said feeling a little regretful.

Martin seemed to sigh. Then, just as he was about to turn around, a groan came out of his mouth. "Ah!" he said softly.

"What's wrong, Martin?" I asked in a slightly raised voice because I was surprised by Martin suddenly grimacing. But Martin was seen shaking his head. “Martin, let me see your body. Did Eros hit your body too?" I said back.

“No need, Freshia.” He said later. Then he turned his back to me.

However, just as he was about to take a step, I immediately surpassed him and stood right in front of him to prevent him from taking a step. “Please, Martin. Let me check your body condition. You became like this also because of me. So please, let me help you too.” I said to him while looking at him pleadingly. Martin looked at me and his gaze began to soften again. He sighed again and again until finally, he allowed me to check his condition.

"Sorry, but I'm going to take off your clothes a little so I can see the condition of your body, Martin. Can you raise your arms a little?" I said, which Martin immediately answered with a nod.

After that, with a little awkwardness, he raised both hands according to my request and I immediately took off the black t-shirt he was wearing at that time. And I was so surprised when I saw what was under the black T-shirt. There were many bruises on his body, and I saw the worst ones were on his stomach and left ribs. "Martin, why didn't you tell me that your condition was this bad?" I exclaimed in a fairly high voice because I didn't expect that the wounds were not only on his face but also on his body.

“I also didn't think the bruises would be this bad. I was just intending to apply ointment to the bruised parts of my body."

"Wait for me in the television room. "I'll bring a compress to your body first before applying ointment to your bruises." Martin immediately complied with my request.

In less than five minutes, I was sitting on the same sofa as Martin, who was in the television room. I immediately told him to take off the t-shirt he was wearing to make it easier for me to treat him. Apart from that, I will also check other parts of his body that might also have bruises on them.

Martin just remained silent while still following my orders. He slowly lifted his clothes and took off the t-shirt that had been stuck to his body. Making his upper body now completely exposed, showing his strong muscles which I am sure were formed through physical training which is not easy. But I immediately returned my focus to checking the back of his body. And sure enough, on his back, there was a bruise that extended from the bottom of his neck to half his body.

I took a deep breath. “Shouldn't we go to the hospital to check your condition, Martin? Almost all parts of your body are bruised."

Martin shook his head. “No need, Freshia. I ask you to just apply a special ointment to the bruised area, okay? In the next few days, these bruises will also fade."

I took another deep breath and started compressing Martin's bruised stomach. "I'm sure you won't sleep peacefully tonight, Martin. You will definitely feel pain all over your body.” I said slowly, showing the worry I was feeling right now.

Martin smiled. "The most important thing is that you can be free from Eros."

I looked at him. “Yes, I am very grateful to you.” I paused my words. "But I can't deny that I feel bad for you too."

A split second later, Martin grabbed my hand which was busy applying ointment to the part of his stomach that had just been compressed. Made me look up at him and our eyes met. “Then, may I ask you to nurse my wound until it heals?” he asked later. I agreed to do his request by nodding my head.

***

The next day, Amara, Martin and I enjoyed breakfast, which Amara and I made together at the dining table. “Freshia, I'm going back to town today because I have to go back to work tomorrow. I'll visit you again at the weekend, okay?" Amara said to me then her gaze quickly turned to Martin. “Martin, I'll entrust Freshia. I can believe that you won't do anything to Freshia, right?” said Amara meant to be a little sarcastic about Martin.

“Don't worry, Amara. Is everything I've done for Freshia up to this moment not enough to make you believe that I really want to look after her?” Martin answered.

I, who had been watching Amara and Martin's conversation, was just silent. Suddenly I remembered what Eros had previously said, telling me that Amara's acceptance into the White Stone was also due to Eros' intervention. “Amara, I want to tell you something. I'm actually worried about you." After that, I told her how Eros had arranged everything including controlling the people closest to me before he arrested me.

Amara suddenly burst out laughing after hearing that. “Damn! How dare he play with people's lives as he pleases.”

"The point is, you have to know that Eros knows about you, Amara. I'm afraid he will come to you later to ask where I am.” I'm really worried about Amara right now.

“Don't worry, Freshia. My men will guard and follow Amara everywhere. Apart from that, there is a driver who will accompany Amara wherever she wants to go. "I've also activated the tracker on her cell phone so I can track Amara's location wherever she is," Martin said, calming me down.

“Yes, don't worry, Freshia. Besides, Eros didn't know that I was directly involved in our plans yesterday. So, I can still pretend if he asks you later." Amara chirped.

"Okay then, definitely try to always be in the crowd, OK, Amara," I said.

“Yes, Freshia. Don't worry too much, okay? Get plenty of rest and don't think too much, Freshia.” Amara replied.

After we finished breakfast, Amara immediately said goodbye and returned to town. Martin and I walked her to the car. I immediately hugged her before she got into the car. "Take good care of yourself, OK, Amara," I said to her again when she got into the car and opened the window. Not long after, the car she was in left the yard.