Chapter 1257
Chapter 1257: Come to Me if You Have Any Complaints (1)_1
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"Flossie Wright, can’t you ever be sensible?!"
Glenn Hutchinson suppressed his rage but could not hide the concern that seeped from the depths of his eyes.
Glancing at him sideways, Flossie Wright curled her lips and said, "Testing the quality."
To smash up the wardrobe just to test its quality?
I don’t believe you!
"First aid kit." With a dark face, he inspected the injury as Glenn Hutchinson ordered in a deep voice.
"Don’t have one." Flossie Wright lowered her eyes and answered without lifting her head.
"You think I’m blind?"
With a heavy frown, Glenn Hutchinson glared at her furiously.
I’ve never seen someone so asking for a beating!
If she weren’t Flossie Wright, he really wanted to scold her fiercely!
"Not blind?"
Flossie Wright raised her eyebrows, fearless and adding fuel to the fire.
The air pressure around them dropped suddenly, and Glenn Hutchinson’s aura intensified; even though Flossie Wright didn’t feel much pressure, she sensed his mood.
He might explode at any moment.
After thinking for a moment, Flossie Wright decided not to provoke him and shut her mouth, planning not to speak.
After giving her a cold look, Glenn Hutchinson walked over to the wardrobe, and took down the first aid kit from the top shelf.
He opened the kit and started searching for the medication.
But in just that short time, Flossie Wright had already pulled her hand back, beginning to remove the small wooden splinters from the back of her hand.
Catching a glimpse of her action, Glenn Hutchinson frowned again, and when he saw the faint scars on her right finger, his mood turned even colder.
"Sit still, don’t move!" Watching her closely, Glenn Hutchinson commanded coldly.
Flossie Wright had a look of confusion on her face.
She looked up at him, but before she could get a clear view, a black jacket fell in front of her, which she caught reflexively.
"Wear this first."
Glenn Hutchinson instructed as he found the wound medicine and bandages.
Flossie Wright’s long-sleeved T-shirt was soaked, and she hadn’t thought to put on more clothes after entering. Now she indeed felt a bit cold, so without arguing with him, she honestly draped the jacket over her shoulders.
Facing her, Glenn Hutchinson spoke with a stern face.
After a moment of thought, Flossie Wright’s eyebrows moved slightly, but she still extended her hand, palm upwards.
Grasping her fingers, Glenn Hutchinson carefully examined the splinter on the back of her hand and murmured soothingly, "Bear with it for a bit."
Flossie Wright remained silent.
Such a minor injury was really nothing to her; naturally, she wouldn’t care about such a small amount of pain.
It was just that insistence, that pent-up frustration, had no place to be vented.
Glenn Hutchinson bowed his head and cautiously removed the splinter from the back of her hand, then applied some ointment before bandaging it up. When he was done, the back of her hand was wrapped in several layers of bandage, as if she had sustained a serious wound.
The moment he finished bandaging, Flossie Wright drew her hand back.
Without paying it much mind, Glenn Hutchinson glanced at her desk and, noticing the remains of brown sugar water in the cup, suddenly understood and asked quietly, "Your period?"
Without hiding it, Flossie Wright just nodded, though she appeared somewhat uncomfortable.
Glenn Hutchinson’s eyes lifted in sudden realization.
No wonder she was so irritable!
"Flossie Wright."
Standing by her side, Glenn Hutchinson looked down at her with a particularly serious expression as he called out to her.
Flossie Wright moved her wrist and asked without looking up.
"Look at me." Leaning down, Glenn Hutchinson spoke carefully, his fingers pinching her chin and forcing her to look his way.
— End of Chapter 1257 —