Chapter 154 You Said You Liked Me

Beads of cold sweat broke on Doris' forehead, obviously nervous at the tension that was arising in the room.

Jay, who was intently staring at her, seemed like a predator ready to devour its prey.

And considering that they were a man and woman, alone together in the same room, an undeniable awkward silence fell on them.

"Is there anything wrong with my wound?" Doris was the first one to break the ice, and evidently the one more uncomfortable.

"The external fixator, where your broken bones are, is a little loose. I'll twist it for you," Jay uttered while his eyes remained on her wound. He quickly loosed the nuts and put his thumb on the upper part of her broken bone.

"It's gonna hurt a little, so stay still," he softly said.

Then, taking in mind what Nancy taught him, he quickly twisted Doris' bones.

"If it's inconvenient for you to come to the hospital, you can do it yourself instead," Nancy instructed him. And fortunately, with her help, Jay was able to focus on giving Doris the first aid.

But while he was so engrossed, Doris was a little distracted to see the unusual serious and austere look on his face. She hadn't seen him so absorbed with one thing––let alone with her injury––so fascination beamed in her eyes as she stared at him.

"Am I really that handsome?"

Jay asked, wearing a smug on his lips.

He was used to receiving so much attention from women since he was young. In fact, he had grown used to it that whene

icipating what Jay would do to her in the middle of the night.

But to her dismay, he did nothing or even sleep on the same bed with her.

He fell asleep soon after lying on the sofa as if she didn't exist!

And as the darkness seeped in through the night, amidst the stillness of the room, Doris could hear nothing but his rhythmic breathing.

'Unbelievable!

Did he feel nothing in his body at all?'

Doris thought in utter disbelief, feeling a torn piercing her heart.

Thoroughly annoyed, she got out of bed quietly, grabbed her crutch, and tiptoed to stand in front of Jay.

In the dark, with his head on one side, Doris could see his well-sculpted face. His sharp jaw, thick brows, pointy nose, and luscious lips made him look like a prince straight out of fairy tale.

This man was really gorgeous. Too bad, he was too dense!

"You said you liked me, and yet you ignore me like this. Were you just lying?" Doris asked in a low voice, thinking that he was asleep soundly. But to her surprise, he suddenly turned around and grabbed her hand.

"Who are you?" he asked in an alarmed tone.

Jay had learned martial arts since childhood. Even if he was in a deep sleep, any faint sound would wake him up the instant it reached his ears.

And now, because of Doris' whisper, he was suddenly alarmed that he grabbed her wrist tightly. His grip was too firm that it caused her to lose her balance, tipping on her toes and wounding up on top of him.