Chapter 142 - Be Patient For 3 Months

Cain hurriedly went to her side. "Are you an idiot? You should know better than to pick up sharp shards from the floor!"

She rolled her eyes upon seeing him overreact. "This is just a small wound. It'll heal."

Kimmy was about to put her finger in her mouth but she was stopped when Cain held her wrist. He glared at her as he said, "You'll infect your finger. Don't you know that the mouth contains different kinds of bacteria?"

"No wonder children are so disgusted whenever someone tries to kiss them," she mumbled under her breath as she watched him inspect the cut on her finger. 

His face was so close to her and for some reason, she could feel her cheeks heat up and her heart pound like crazy.

Cain turned his gaze to look at her. He was about to say something but held back upon seeing how close their faces were. 

They both ended up staring into each other's eyes. As seconds ticked by, it felt more like an hour as they locked their gazes at each other. 

It was then that Kimmy noticed Cain's face itching close to hers. She wanted to push him away but her body wouldn't listen at all until… Cain squeezed her finger, causing her to flinch. 

In that instant, she snapped out of her trance and quickly stepped away. "T-The cut is not serious, I have a bandaid in my room."

Cain was quiet for a few seconds before he finally released her finger. "Come to my room, we have to clean it first so that it won't get infected."

"It's a small cut," Kimmy protested.

"A wound is a wound, and every wound can be infected no matter how small it is." He turned his back on her. "Now follow me."

"But what about the mess?" She asked as she looked at the shards and the mild she prepared, spread on the floor.

"I'll have someone clean it."

"But it's already late."

He eyed her with a frown. "There are servants who are assigned to work at night."

"Ah…" She sidestepped the mess she made before she reached out to the tissue roll by the counter. "Then let me just wipe my legs, I got splashed."

In an instant, Cain's eyes landed on her pair of beautiful and flawless legs. It was then that he realized the attire she was wearing. 

It was an oversized shirt that reached until her thighs. What caught his attention next was the outline of her… nipples against her shirt.

Kimmy was oblivious of the stares she was receiving from Cain and at the same time, she was not aware of her attire since it was evening and it was already what she was used to wear.

When she placed her foot on the stool so that she could clean her leg better with the tissue, it only gave Cain a glimpse of something underneath.

'Oh gosh, she's not wearing anything under!' He could feel his heart race and his ears heat up. Why was he even reacting this way? As a doctor, he had seen countless of patient's bodies, what made her different?

After cleaning her foot, she threw the tissue in the trashcan before she faced him once again only to catch him staring weirdly at her. Could he be annoyed at her for making him wait for her?

Meeting her gaze, Cain snapped out from his thoughts. He quickly turned his back on her. "Let's go."

"Scumbag," she muttered under her breath as she followed behind him.

Cain was walking too fast for her as if he was in a hurry. Kimmy didn't increase her pace, he was going to stop in his room and she was going to catch up to him anyway.

"Wait here," Cain said with an authoritative tone in his voice before he entered the room.

Kimmy was a bit surprised to see that Cain's room was just next to hers. She thought that it was probably for his convenience. He could knock and disturb her rest anytime he wanted and just thinking about it was already annoying enough for her. 

'Three months, Kimmy. Just be patient for 3 months,' she comforted herself.

Cain went out of his room after a few minutes. He was carrying a first aid kit as he got out. "Here, hold this."

"Yes sir." She hugged the kit to her chest with an arm.

"What did I tell you about addressing me?" Cain opened the kit and took out the cotton swab.

"You know that we can just take a seat in either your room or mine," she ignored him instead. 

Cain was quiet for a few seconds as he looked at her. He didn't like it when she ignored him. "It won't take long," he replied as he darted his eyes back on her finger.

Kimmy sighed inwardly. Was he perhaps hiding something in the room? Oh well, she shouldn't care. She was a private person so she would understand if he didn't want others to come in.

"Ow!" She flinched upon feeling the sting from her cut as Cain began cleaning it. "At least inform me that you are going to clean it already!"

Instead of saying another word in retort, he pressed the cotton, making her flinch again. 

"Hey! You're doing it on purpose, aren't you?" She complained.

"So what if I am? What are you going to do about it?"

Kimmy pursed her lips to suppress herself from exploding. She could do a lot of things, things that would make him beg for her forgiveness but she held back.

After cleaning her wound, he took a bandaid from the kit and wrapped it around her finger. He closed the kit and took it back from her. 

"You should get some sleep now. We're going to be early tomorrow. I don't want any accident to happen just because my driver has a lack of sleep."

"Right, right. Good night, sir." She turned away and hurriedly left to her room before he could even say a word.