The deal was sealed.
"Put your clothes back on." Hannah couldn't put up with Oscar's being naked.
"I broke one of my legs."
She was about to speak when he added.
"And an arm, too."
'So, how did you take off your clothes?' Hannah thought to herself. She tried to tolerate his nonsense and picked up the clothes thrown beside by Oscar.
The moment she was about to help him put the clothes on, Oscar started talking again.
"I want clean clothes."
"But you only wore it for a while." Hannah was mad.
"They're worn."
She took a deep breath and tried to pacify herself.
In a few seconds she came back to the bathroom with his personal clothes. She was going to put them on, yet Oscar started again, "The doctor said I can't take a shower, but I can rub myself with the towel."
Hannah looked at him coldly.
"You should help me with that." Oscar seemed to take it for granted.
Burning in rage, Hannah finally got her temper cooled and fetched a hot towel.
When she walked up to him, he made more demands, "I want to get on the bed. I'm exhausted from standing on one foot."
Hannah was pissed, yet she endured the thought of cursing and helped him lie on the bed.
Oscar lay down and said unceremoniously, "Okay, now you can start."
She rushed into the bathroom, seething with frustration, and came back with the hot towel again.
This time, Oscar shut his mouth up and quite enjoyed it.
While rubbing his upper body, she found it difficult to not look at his skin. She was in tension because she barely conceal her thought.
Throwing the towel at him, Hannah said, "You can do the rest."
Oscar looked down.
Hannah turned around.
Her face blushed.
How could anyone be so unashamed?
Oscar didn't trouble her this time. After a while, he said, "Done."
"Put on the underwear." She was still facing away from him for fear of making herself uncomfortable when seeing something terrible.
"Don't you want to see me?" Oscar asked.
"Are you so confident?" Hannah was still mad.
She had been led around by the nose since she lived with him.
"Indeed I am." He said with a smile.
Hannah's face completely reddened.
There was probably no one in the world who could be more shameless than him.
The ward was in silence.
Hannah just stood still and waited for him to wear his pants for a long while.
When she got a little impatient, someone knocked on the door.
She looked back and saw Oscar was already dressed in his trousers and a jacket.
Seeing that, Hannah thought she was tricked by this guy.
He was obviously bossing her around!
Oscar didn't have to say that. Theodore would do that anyway. But he had one question, "You said we should get it out there, are you protecting Hannah?"
Oscar made no rebuttal.
Theodore asked again, "Is she worth it?"
Oscar said nothing.
"What if she was sent by someone..."
"No, she is not."
Theodore was helpless with his confidence.
Oscar was always the one who would give all when he was in love.
"Fine. As long as you know what you're doing. I got nothing to tell you." Theodore said.
It had been like this since always. He never rejected Oscar.
Oscar nodded and said no more.
If he finished a topic, there was nothing negotiable.
Theodore got that and left. "I'm going."
"OK." Oscar said.
Not long after Theodore left, his door was pushed open again.
Oscar thought it was Hannah but it was Max. Max came in with a tray of porridge and vegetables.
He noticed the disappointment in Oscar's eyes and said with a smile, "Mrs Wells went to work."
'She was so heartless.' He almost died for her the day before and today she went to work as if nothing had happened. Oscar was thinking to himself.
"Mrs Wells just got a call from the company. It seems she will be busy today." Max added on purpose.
But Oscar wasn't listening to him. His face grew gloomy again.
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