Chapter: 636
“I saw nothing!” Caitlyn covered her face and turned around, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment.
“What are you doing?” Natasha’s expression hardened, and her eyes filled with accusation. She was looking at a man and a woman in a room. The woman was stripped down to her undergarments, and the man was running his hand all over her. It looked suspicious no matter what.
“Ahem, please ignore that. Dahlia has been injured, and I was applying some medication for her,” Dustin hastily explained himself, but he felt oddly guilty in doing so.
“Applying medication?” Natasha was green in envy as she scanned Dahlia from head to toe.
“And does she need to take off her clothes for that? Do you need to sit close to each other? Look at you- you can’t even take your hands off her!”
“Eh?” Dustin turned around and saw his hands on Dahlia, and he immediately retracted his hands in shock. He believed his intention was pure, but why did he feel guilty after Natasha’s interrogation?
“Caitlyn, come take a look. I look like the bad guy now, don’t I?” Natasha asked with a straight face.
“Um, what? What’s going on?” Caitlyn was taken aback and baffled.
“Can’t you see? I’ve become a cuckquean!” Natasha crossed her arms over her chest and scoffed. Hmph! Dustin Rhys, why don’t you change your name instead? You should call yourself–Don Juan!
“Don Juan?” Dustin’s lips twitched in disbelief. What was going on? Why did he get labeled as a playboy just for applying some medication to his patient?
“Ms. Harmon, there’s a misunderstanding here. He’s in fact applying the medication to my injuries.
“Dahlia could not suppress a tiny smile at the jealousy on Natasha’s face.
“Well, if you don’t trust my words, there’s nothing I can do about it.” Then, she slowly put on her clothes with a taunting look in her eyes.
“Hmph! I need some medication too!” Natasha sat down beside Dustin and started unbuttoning her clothes.
“Hey, what are you doing!” Shocked, he immediately stopped her.
She gave him a look of displeasure.
“What? You can apply medication for her, but not for me?”
“That’s because you’re not hurt!” Dustin was helpless in the face of the young lady from a wealthy family who was acting like a child.
“Who said so? I am hurt in the heart, and it’s much worse than what she’s going through! Just touch it, and you’ll know!” A defiant Natasha puffed her chest, inviting him to touch it.
“Dustin, I feel some pain in the back. Can you apply more medication to it?” Dahlia did not back down and took off her top once more.
However, Dustin was suffering from a raging headache in the face of the two difficult beauties. They had always been passive–aggressive with each other every time they crossed paths, and it was tough to pacify them.
“Caitlyn! Help them out! I’ll get lunch ready!” His eyes lit up at the sight of his trusty assistant, and he grabbed the groceries from her hands and slid into the kitchen. One way of avoiding trouble was by escaping the scene.
“Hmph!” The women glared at each other and put on their clothes, finally putting the animosity to a temporary rest.
After a busy time in the kitchen, he served everyone a sumptuous lunch. It was a four–course dish with soup that smelled good and tasted equally great.
“Dear, have some grilled ribs. Look at you–you lost some weight!” Smiling, Natasha placed a piece of rib on his plate. He cautiously thanked her and quickly stuffed it into his mouth with a smile.