Nicole got even more irritated.
âThatâs not what I meant.
â
The corners of Jarrodâs mouth curved into a faint smile, finding her reaction amusing.
She had touched his body several times these past few days while cleaning him.
But she still couldnât look at him now.
Wasnât it a bit late?
His eyebrows quirked.
âI donât have a habit of bathing with my clothes on.
â
Nicole thought for a while.
He had a point.
However, the situation was different.
When he was still bedridden, and she had to wipe his body, she could pretend he was just a cadaver.
But now, he was totally awake and actively getting into the bathtub to bathe.
She couldnât help frowning.
âSince you can get up, why canât you bathe yourself?â
Instead of answering Nicoleâs question, Jarrod asked, âWhy are you still shy when you see my body?â
Nicole was rendered speechless.
How could she not be shy? She retorted angrily, âSince you can get up, Iâm done with my job.
I will go back to my house tomorrow.
â
Jarrod replied calmly, âMy wound has not fully healed yet.
â
âNot healed? You can even walk without crutches now,â Nicole countered.
Jarrod looked at her and said meaningfully, âYou know that I still need crutches.
â
His wound had only healed slightly.
The stitches had just been removed, and his flesh was still fresh and pink.
It was not pleasant to look at.
Instead, it was scary.
After thinking for a while, Nicole decided to treat Jarrod as a breathing corpse.
âThen, keep your underwear on, and Iâll only scrub your back.
â
âs BunnyBookery âIâm not wearing any.
â Jarrod confidently stood up with his crutches and let his silk robe fall to the floor.
He was completely naked.
Nicoleâs face flushed at once.
âWhatâs wrong with you!â
Jarrod stood upright without his crutches and said calmly, âYou know whatâs wrong with me.
â
Nicole thought it wasnât just his stomach that was injured.
His brain must be sick, too.
At this moment, Nicoleâs politeness vanished.
While looking at Jarrodâs naked body, her shyness was replaced by a barrage of unspoken expletives.
âJarrod!â she exclaimed through clenched teeth.
âWhat? Are you not satisfied?â Jarrod coolly raised an eyebrow, his presence imposing.
Nicole was rendered speechless.
Was he really out of his mind?
Satisfied with what? Sure enough, Jarrodâs craziness should never be underestimated.
Nicole did her best to suppress the urge to throttle Jarrod and said coldly, âJarrod, I canât help you bathe like this.
I mean a normal bath.
What do you think of me?â
Jarrod had grown impatient, but he did not want to make more trouble.
So, he suggested, âWrap a towel around me.
â