Serena looked away and stood up.
Just as she was about to leave...
The man grabbed her wrist again.
Nicholas tilted his chin, motioning for Serena to follow him to the sofa. "Time for your medicine."
Serena glanced at the back of her hand. "It's almost healed."
"Doctor's orders are twice a day. Change the dressing frequently to avoid scarring.” Nicholas pulled the girl's hand, leading her to sit on the sofa. "If it scars, your family will be heartbroken."
The girl's hands were slender and fair, as delicate as porcelain—exquisite.
How could such beautiful hands be left with a scar?
Serena was speechless.
She obediently sat on the sofa.
She watched as Nicholas retrieved the first-aid kit that was already on the coffee table, sat down beside her, and skillfully removed the old dressing before reapplying the special ointment.
She didn't move, simply letting Nicholas work.
Nearby, Fiona had a fond, knowing smile on her face.
That was her young master, alright. This is how you pursue a girl-seize every single opportunity!
It wouldn't be long before she had a young madam to serve!
Fiona nudged Nathaniel, and they went to organize the clothes on the racks, leaving
the space for the young couple.
There were so many clothes.
It would take them quite a while to move them all into the empty room next to Serena's.
As Nicholas applied the medicine, he glanced at the two busy servants.
He said, "The two rooms next to the one you chose are empty. I'll have someone
knock down the walls and turn them into a walk-in closet for you."
Serena's long, dark lashes fluttered up. Her gaze moved from her hand to Nicholas's face in surprise.
She thought his idea was completely absurd. "I'm only staying for a few
days at most. Once the target is
caught be going back to the
Lancaster estate. There's no need to
go to all this trouble."
Nicholas's mesmerizing eyes shimmered with a faint light, a curve on his lips. “It'll come in handy eventually."
Serena frowned, looking at him with
even more astonishment. "Are
hoping get hunted down just so your meticulously designed safe house can be put to good use?"
Nicholas was speechless.
He was taken aback for a second, then let out a helpless laugh.
This girl was really clueless when it came to romance.
Once the ointment was applied and the dressing was in place...
Serena stood up and flexed her hand. "Thanks."
After thanking him, she checked the time. "I have to go out for something. You don't need to save dinner for me."
She calculated the time.
Rachel should have already created a preliminary sample from the custom design sketch she had pulled an all-nighter to finish.
Now that she knew the gown was commissioned by Nicholas for Brianna...
She naturally had to go to YB headquarters to personally oversee every detail of the evening gown and ensure it was flawless.
More importantly...
The gown's style was a terrible match for Brianna. She needed to take this opportunity to quickly create the backup gown she had in mind for her.
"Going out again?" Nicholas watched her get ready to leave, his long fingers subconsciously tightening around her wrist. You stayed up all fight yesterday Aren't you going to rest today?"
He had thought he would finally get a chance to spend some time alone with Serena in this house today.
Serena glanced at the hand gripping hers, one eyebrow raised. "And you? As the esteemed heir of the Blackwood family, shouldn't you be even busier than me?"
Nicholas didn't let go. Instead, his long fingers tightened their grip slightly.
He pressed his lips together, his eyes shimmering with a faint light that held a barely perceptible hint of... hurt?