Chapter 106
Chapter 106:
For a moment, Annabel fell into a trance. It turned out that Rupert was a workaholic.
His right hand was injured, yet he still worked tirelessly.
“Like what you see p>
Out of the corner of his eye, Rupert saw that Annabel was staring at him. He broke into a sly smile.
His deep voice brought Annabel back to her senses. Embarrassed, she coughed and changed the subject. “Why did you call me p>
“You had a meeting with Brett this afternoon, right?” Rupert stopped what he was doing. He leaned back in his chair and crossed one leg over the other. This simple yet graceful move fully encapsulated just how elegant and noble he was.
“That’s correct.” Annabel nodded, confused by Rupert’s concern for the project.
Did he plan to invest more in jewelry? Or did he want to explore the jewelry market further?
“I want details on the progress you’ve made.” As he spoke, Rupert narrowed his eyes at her.
Annabel nodded obediently. “Today’s meeting was mainly for both sides to discuss the next steps. I’m sorting out the minutes of the meeting right now. I’ll send them to you once I’m done p>
“Done. If there’s nothing else, I’ll get back to work p>
Seeing that Annabel couldn’t wait to leave, Rupert frowned unhappily. “Wait p>
“Anything else p>
Rupert raised his injured hand. “Have you forgotten? The doctor said I should apply ointment to the wound twice a day p>
Annabel was confused. “Okay. So do it p>
Rupert said expressionlessly, “I don’t know how p>
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What was wrong with this man? He didn’t know how to do something as simple as applying ointment?
Annabel was about to retort when Rupert pursed his thin lips and said unhappily, “Is this how you treat the person who saved your life p>
“Okay, fine. I’ll help you, okay?” Annabel rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Where’s the ointment p>
Rupert pointed at the drawer wordlessly.
Annabel opened the drawer, took out the ointment, squatted down, and carefully unwrapped Rupert’s bandage.
Then she opened the lid, picked up some ointment with her fingers, and applied it to the wound gently and evenly.
Her slender fingers brushed lightly over the back of his hand, and the coolness of the ointment made Rupert feel comfortable.
“Did you ever study medicine?” Rupert couldn’t help asking.
Annabel paused what she was doing, momentarily stunned into silence.
“You’re very good at this.” Rupert looked down at the woman squatting in front of him, a meaningful look in his eyes.