"Young Master, let me help you change your dressing!"
Apart from the internal medication, there were also external medicines on the tray. He must be injured, she thought, her heart growing even more worried.
"No need." The man's voice carried a hint of impatience.
Even though he said so, Summer Shawcross couldn't let go of her concern. Therefore, she dared the risk of being thrown out by him and reached to find the light switch on the wall.
With a soft click, the light turned on, and the room suddenly brightened.
Summer immediately turned her head and saw the figure of the man leaning on the sofa, her eyes inexplicably warm.
Thankfully... he's alright!
...
Seeing the servant suddenly turn on the light, the man's face dimmed.
A light sound of footsteps approached, causing Noah Drexler to furrow his brows, his face full of displeasure.
The footsteps stopped by the sofa, and the servant carrying the medicine came beside it.
"Get out!" Noah's voice now carried a note of anger.
