Chapter: 965

Rachel hastily averted her gaze, cleaned off the gash with a cotton ball, and placed a patch on Victor's wound. Now that she was done treating the back of his hand, she was going to deal with the wounds on his arm.

Rachel felt terrible. His arm suffered more severely. His whole Limb was covered in blood.

Rachel was unsure whether or not to treat his wounded arm. She was afraid that if she didn't handle it right, she'd end up killing

Victor.

"Are you scared?" Noticing that Rachel stopped moving, Victor spoke in a low voice. He could tell what she was thinking.

Rachel glanced at him quietly. She grabbed a cotton swab and some iodine solution again but didn't know where to start. Victor blocked the vase with his arm. When the vase collided with his body, it shattered immediately. The tiny broken fragments caused several small cuts and the huge fragments sliced his arm open. There were also bruises on the side of his arm that weren't penetrated by the impact.

The vase was completely aimed to kill Victor.

Rachel considered whether it was safe to fill another cap with antiseptic and pour it over Victor's wounded arm. However, before she could decide, he abruptly grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer. In an instant, the disinfectant washed all over his laceration.

"Are you crazy?!" Rachel's eyes widened in disbelief. She quickly drew her hand back and got up.

More than half of the bottle of the iodine solution fell from the containing, stimulating Victor's pain receptors. His face became a little pale and he slightly frowned, but he didn't complain. The reddish-brown Liquid dripped down slowly, staining the sofa.

“Keep going." That was all he said.

To lessen Rachel's burdens, Victor disinfected the wounds himself.

Rachel pressed her lips together in frustration. Her jaw tightened, staring at the small bottle in her hand.

She should have known that Victor was a lunatic, but she didn't expect him to be so reckless when it came to himself. She placed the bottle on the table and sighed deeply. She thought she had to work quickly to prevent his wounds from becoming infected again.

Thinking so, Rachel bent down and carefully applied the ointment at the edge of a wound with a cotton swab. It was an anti-inflammatory ointment.

With Rachel being so close to him, Victor couldn't help but stare at her beautiful face. He could see her drooping eyelashes as though they fluttered Like butterflies. He watched as Rachel frowned, trying hard not to touch his open wound.

Suddenly, a faint scent coming from Rachel's body lingered on

Victor's nose.

His impulse, which had been temporarily suppressed by the pain he was feeling, abruptly gushed out, and his throat became dry.

He had the urge to kiss Rachel, his desire demanding more.

His impulse was growing stronger and stronger by the minute. Seeing her in a strapless gown was driving him crazy. He could clearly see

Rachel's soft, delicate neckline and her pale, pinkish skin. Her veins were showing plainly, tempting people to bite her.

Rachel somehow felt that Victor was looking at her, so she raised her head and instantly met his intense gaze. She gulped, seeing his hypnotized look and feeling the lust in his eyes.

She stopped applying the ointment and maintained eye contact with him.

A strong sense of crisis triggered her, making her want to stand up and take a step back. But everything was too late.