"Wait a moment, let me take care of it for you!" Summer Ford hadn't expected things to turn out this way, feeling a bit guilty under his gaze.
She went to the bathroom to get a towel, grabbed some ice to apply a cold compress, and then found a pack of absorbent cotton to use at his side.
Pushing him down onto the sofa, supporting his head with one hand, she tried to help him deal with it.
Ethan Laurent's constitution made this kind of thing a non-issue for him, something he normally wouldn't even bother with.
However, seeing Summer Ford appear a bit flustered, he didn't stop her.
Compared to the previously indifferent Summer Ford, her current expression seemed much more pleasing to Ethan Laurent.
"Do you feel better?" Summer Ford asked after tending to him, then made a cup of herbal tea to help cool him down.
Ethan Laurent had long since ceased feeling anything, but seeing how focused she seemed, lazily replied, "Not yet."
