Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 940

Monique sat down in front of Henry with the first aid kit and carefully bandaged it.

With the experience of the first two times, she bandaged his wound much faster today.

Henry kept staring at her with his dark and deep eyes, without saying anything.

There was no emotion on his handsome face.

However, there was another trace of pain in his deep black eyes.

It was as if he was suppressing something.

Monique was carefully bandaged and did not find anything wrong with Henry.

In fact, Monique herself was also nervous.

However, she tried her best to maintain her calm on the surface.

She didn't dare to look up at him during the whole process.

They were very close to each other, and the fresh and pleasant smell from his body kept entering her nose and flowing into her heart.

Her heart couldn't help beating faster.

"It's done!" After bandaging, Monique breathed a deep sigh of relief.

Henry narrowed his eyes. She really didn't want to be with him this time.

His heart seemed to be grabbed by something, which made him feel a little suffocated.

"Well, it's so nice to wrap it up like this. It's no worse than those doctors." Henry opened his mouth lightly.

After being bandaged twice before, Monique was really better than before.

He was praising her.

After the previous shock, Monique seemed to be slowly getting used to Henry to be like this. She smiled and said, "I'll put away the first aid kit and then go to the company."

As soon as Monique reached out to get the first aid kit, her hand was suddenly surrounded by warmth.

Henry held her hand and stood up.

"There's no need. Just let Mrs. Lee collect it later. Let’s go to work." Henry's gentle and deep voice contained a little doting.

"..." Monique froze for a long time.

She had to keep a certain distance from him. Otherwise, in the end, she would be the only one left who would be hurt.

Monique bit her lip, and her eyes looked a little dim. "I suddenly remember that I still have something to do later. Let the driver take you to work first."

Henry pursed his lips slightly, and the corners of his lips turned cold. He stretched out his injured hand and waved it in front of Monique. "I suddenly remember that the driver has something to do today. My hand was injured because of you. It's not too much trouble for you to ask you to send me to the company, right?"

His deep voice was very cold.

Even the surrounding air became stagnant.

Looking at her flickering eyes, Henry let go of her hand and walked to the garage.

The man's steps were lazy, like an elegant cheetah, exuding a powerful aura.

His handsome and perfect face under his short black hair was frosty.

Monique's long and thick black eyes trembled slightly.

He let go of her hand. Her hand was empty and her heart was empty.

What Henry said made sense.