After a while, Wayne walked into the room briskly and beckoned her
over.
"Come. Begin treatment.”
Olivia was very obedient this time. She had already prepared
everything she needed for the treatment in advance.
"Take off your clothes.”
"You do it."
"Why are you sozy?" Olivia grumbled as she pulled on the zipper of
his jacket.
She slowed down visibly when she was close to the wound on his arm.
She tugged at the sleeve lightly with one hand and pressed on his arm
lightly with the other.
Wayne''s skin color was slightly tanned. The contrast was very obvious
when Olivia''s fingers were on his skin.
Did all women have such small hands? Were they all so pale?
Olivia''s hand felt soft and tender on his arm. For some reason, Wayne
thought about the time he pped her bottom. It was also very soft and
supple.
She didn''t know what was going through his mind. She was just
changing his bandages for him. Before he could savor her touch more,
she was already done with the bandaging.
Hey in bed with his face down and allowed Olivia to stick needles
into his head as she pleased.
"My back is sore. Massage it for me when you''re done with the
acupuncture. You practice medicine, so you should be more
knowledgeable about the pressure points, right?"
Olivia''s expression fell, but she convinced herself to put up with it to
gain his trust. Even so, she couldn''t help but be a little rough.
She hoped that he would at least feel some pain.
"Did you not get to eat? Why are you so weak? Put your back into it."
Olivia was rendered speechless.
For a second, she felt like she had been sold to him as a ve. Did she
have to do his bidding in the future?
Wayne could feel the warmth of Olivia''s hands. The force she applied
was perfect. She was very on point with the pressure points, and it felt
very good.
Her hands were smooth, unlike his own. He had taken a look at her
hands when she was dressing his wounds. They were tender, soft, and
pale.
Wayne had previously suspected that she wasn''t who she said she
was. But most people who used firearms would have calluses on their
palms. Olivia didn''t have any.
Her hands massaged him from his shoulders to his back. Finally, she
reached his waist.
“I''m saying this now. This is as far down as I''m willing to massage. I
have my pride,” Olivia said coldly.
Wayne snickered and said disdainfully, "Pride is worthless. Both power
and money are more important.”
Olivia pinched his waist. "Those are not important to me."
"Yeah, because you pretend to be a saint,” Wayne said disdainfully.
Wayne felt like his body was in a better condition after the massage. He
patted Olivia''s head and said, "Massage me every day from today
onward.”
"Dream on. That''s too much. It''s very tiring," Olivia replied as she
moved her wrists.
“You don''t have to do it the day after tomorrow."
"Why?"
“The war is starting.”
It was as Olivia had predicted. The two countries were at a ceasefire for
a couple of days so that the people in the city could get away or have a
moment''s respite.
It didn''t matter if Ethan wanted to do it or not. The battle between the
two of them was inevitable. Both of them wanted Dexim City for
themselves.N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.
"How do you know that? Who are you?" Olivia had to feign ignorance.
"Just do as you''re told. You don''t have to concern yourself with
anything else!"
She had one more day. She didn''t know what else she could do for
Ethan.
Olivia paced around the room for some time. She couldn''t think of a
way to stop the war from happening. Both of them had to get what they
wanted.
As the sun set, Olivia took off her undergarments and cleaned them
while Wayne was asleep.
If the war didn''t stop, she wouldn''t even get a change of clothes. It was
brutal.
Wayne could hear her washing her undergarments in the bathroom.
Then, she went back to her spot andy down.
There was a bit of moisture in the air and a faint fragrance of herbs.
Wayne liked that smell. He was able to sleep soundly.