Gluey Love Between Us

Henrick watched as his foot continued to bleed. It was said that one's fingers were linked to their heart. It really hurt.

After Alice reacted, she also looked at his foot. She couldn't bear to see him hurt. She squatted in front of him with her first air kit in her hand. Seeing a layer of skin that had peeled off from his toes, her heart ached and her eyes turned red.

How did he take care of himself when he was so badly injured?

She took out antiseptic cream and a cotton swab, and carefully and gently wiped the blood around the wound.

Henrick looked at her actions and felt that she regarded him as a treasure.

Her movements were very light, serious, and careful. It was previously very painful, but right then, the pain had somewhat diminished.

There was a stinging pain when she touched it, but it was within the range he could bear.

Alice cleaned the blood up little by little, but the wound kept bleeding. After she wiped away some blood, more immediately appeared. She sped up and cleaned up the blood around her. Then, she took out the medicine and looked up at him. "It will hurt. Bear with it."

After that, she quickly lowered her head.

Henrick was stunned. He had just seen her eyes turn red. Was she sad for him?

He had been in a daze as he thought about how Alice's eyes had turned red just now. He had even ignored the intense pain. It wasn't until she had wrapped his injured foot in gauze that his injury no longer looked as bad as it did before. She looked at him and said, "It's done." That brought him back to his senses.

"Thank you, thank you!" He opened his mouth, and his hoarse voice was a little stuttering.

Except for his family, he rarely seemed to be cherished like this. His heart was deeply shocked.

"No need for thanks. You can go back now." Alice's expression turned cold again, and she leaned to one side to avoid looking at him.

He looked at her side profile under the light. She was beautiful.

It was only then that he realized in frustration that he didn't know her very well. He didn't know her temperament.

What he knew about her was through the information he had gathered. She was enthusiastic and cheerful. She would share anything fun with him. And he just... Barely responded to her. Now that he thought about it, he was really a b*stard.

However, looking at her and her assistants, as well as Brenden, they all got along well with her and they treated her very kindly, so he knew that she had a good character.

During this period of time that he had known her, he had never seen her act spoiled or entitled. She was born in a good family, but she kept a low profile and never easily exposed her true identity.

The Clarke family was definitely an existence that could not be ignored in Lemmon City.

Hearing that there was no movement beside her, Alice, who had already calmed down, turned around and looked at him. "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

He suddenly looked at his hand and said with some embarrassment, "My hand and foot are injured, so I can't make a hot compress myself."

She was speechless. He wanted her to make a hot compress for him.

She couldn't figure it out. The man seemed like he didn't want to talk to her anymore a few days ago. Why did he want to sit in her room and not leave that day?

The two looked at each other in silence.

In the end, she was defeated and silently took the hot water to make him a warm compress.

The reason was very simple. The way Henrick looked at her seemed to be telling her that the injury on his hand was caused by her.

With such guilt in her heart, it was easy for her heart to soften.

When the hot towel was wrapped around his wrist, Henrick felt warm in her heart.

Alice massaged his hand seriously, and he just stared at her face quietly.

The atmosphere was a little hard to describe, but he did not hate this feeling.

Even he himself did not realize that the corners of his mouth could not help but smile.

Half an hour later, she went to the bathroom to get some cold water.

Only then did he come to his senses. He looked in the direction of the bathroom and smiled. People were so strange. When they cared about someone, they would want to know everything about them. He was also curious about everything about her.

He was really curious!

He wanted to know what kind of person she was. Her expression was always cold, but she had a warm heart and treated him well.

No matter what, he could feel her warmth.

"Alice, I'm going back. Thank you!" He smiled and suddenly felt that that name was very suitable for her.

"Alice..." She was so shocked that her eyes widened. "Don't give me a nickname."

"It's not a nickname. Your name is indeed Alice, isn't it?"

She was speechless.

"Alice, I'm leaving. Don't forget to help me change my dressing tomorrow morning." He smiled and left in a good mood.

She stood there with a puzzled look on her face. She didn't come to her senses until she heard the sound of the door closing.

She stomped her feet in anger, and there was still a trace of embarrassment and anger on her face.

"This man is really not a human being. Can we even give each other nicknames?"

Alice?

She was so angry that she picked up her phone and called Giada to text her.

"Gia, have you returned from your trip?"

Giada replied to her, "Alice, we'll be back tomorrow. I'll come and see you tomorrow night."

"Okay, Gia, but won't you be too tired? Will Martin allow you to come here?" Alice asked with a grinning emoji at the end.

"It's okay. He'll send me here. We always make sure we're well-rested so we're not tired." Giada reassured.

"Okay, there's still a lot of delicious food in the business district here. Let's eat together then," Alice said. "Okay!" Giada agreed.

Alice laid on the bed, looking forward to the next night. She hadn't seen Gia for a long time. They had known each other since they were children. Except for the fact that she didn't tell Giada about Henrick, there was nothing else they hid from each other.

She would avoid Henrick as much as she could. She was afraid that her heart would suffer a heartbreak again after healing herself with much difficulty.

Downstairs, in Candice's room, Ellie's expression was not very good!

She looked at Alma and regretted it. "It seems that Mr. Henrick is suspicious of the fact that we framed Alice that day."

Alma frowned slightly and shook her head slightly. "I don't think so. He didn't say anything about what happened that day. He was in a bad mood, probably because of Alice."

"Because of Alice? Is it possible?" Ellie was a little uncertain. It was hard to figure out Henrick's character, and she had never seen through him over the years.

Alma nodded. "I think there seems to be something between them."

Candice asked in confusion, "Have you never known that Alice existed in Mr. Henrick's life?"

Alma shook her head. She really didn't know about Alice's existence. If she had known, she wouldn't have become so uncontrollable.

Candice frowned. It seemed that something had to be done in advance.

"By the way, Alma, contact Mr. Jefferson. Since Mr. Henrick is not in a good mood, we have to rely on Mr. Jefferson. These days, since he is in a bad mood, let's not bother him first. When he is in a good mood in a few days, we will talk to him about this matter."