Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

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Chapter 477 Apply the Ointment for You

“Deirdre, I’m going foraging in the mountain. Go harvest some vegetables from the backyard so we can eat when

I’m back.”

“Sure.”

Deirdre nodded. She held the door frame and shut her eyes comfortably in the bright sunlight. It had already been

three days since she lived strictly following a routine.

The wounds on her hands had yet to heal for the time being, but the scratches on her body were starting to fade.

She believed that the piercing pain radiating from her palms occasionally would reduce not long after.

It felt as if life had returned to the way before she met Kyran.

She carried the basket and walked on the path step by step. The vision before her eyes would turn dark frequently,

so she could not see the path clearly. Hence, she was always very careful on her journey.

She harvested vegetables when she arrived in the backyard. Before she could carry the basket, a pair of huge

hands were extended to her.

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“I’ll do it.”

Deirdre raised her head and saw a man with a dark complexion. He looked rather handsome based on his outline.

He was the village head's son, Hoyt Leigh, and he helped her when she fell yesterday because he was there

coincidentally.

“Thank you, but it’s fine. It’s just a few steps away.” Deirdre was embarrassed and stretched out her hands in an

attempt to take back the basket.

Hoyt avoided her. “You cannot see very well, so it will surely be quite inconvenient for you. The basket is heavy, so

it’s tough for a girl like you to carry it by yourself.”

Deirdre smiled and thanked him.

Hoyt lowered his head and blushed when he saw Deirdre’s face. He was afraid that Deirdre would notice his

reaction, so he walked ahead of her. “Follow me and be careful.”

Mrs. Cox was not home yet when Deirdre returned to the house. Hoyt was not in a rush to leave, so he asked

Deirdre, “Are your hands better?”

Deidre’s hands were still wrapped in bandages, and she was reminded of her pain when she heard Hoyt’s question.

She said, “ Much better.”

Hoyt pulled out an ointment from his pocket shyly.

“I bought it from the market, and it can reduce pain and inflammation. Give me your hands, and I’ll apply it for

you.”

“It would be rude of me...”

Hoyt’s face was flushed as he said with his head lowered, “How is this rude of you? You’re a guest, and my father is

the village head. I’m supposed to take care of you, so you don’t need to be so modest. The ointment doesn’t cost

much anyway.”

Deirdre did not wish to cause more trouble to Hoyt, but it would be inappropriate for her to decline. As such, she

could only stretch out her hands. “Thank you for taking the trouble to do this.”

Hoyt did not speak. He removed the bandages from Deirdre’s hands cautiously. He was fine before Deirdre’s

wounds were exposed. When the bandages were removed, Deirdre’s wounds appeared to be badly mutilated and

very deep, while the skin around the wounds was wrinkly from the moisture.

“Uh...” Hoyt inhaled sharply. “Aren’t you in pain?”

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Deirdre behaved as if she was just reminded of her pain by saying, “ It’s slightly painful.”

She did not wish to cause trouble to Mrs. Cox, so she always claimed that her hands were healing. Now that she

looked at it, she could still see that her hands were swollen and red despite her blurry vision.

Looking at Deirdre’s wounds, Hoyt felt a shiver down his spine. He applied the ointment carefully, while Deirdre did

not express her pain throughout the process. Hoyt would not have realized her pain had he not seen the beads of

cold sweat on her forehead.

“It’s painful, huh?”

Deirdre nodded.

Hoyt asked, “Why didn’t you express your pain?”

Deirdre chuckled. “What’s the point of expressing my pain? You’re still going to apply the ointment. If expressing

my pain will help in reducing the pain, I’ll surely do it more.”

Hoyt was rendered speechless. He admired the woman’s ability to endure pain in his heart. She had the grace and

quality of an heiress born of a wealthy family but did not act spoiled at all. She was actually still capable of joking at

this point.

“Let’s not cover the hands for the time being. The humidity will exacerbate the inflammation. I’ll head to the

market tomorrow and help you ask if you’ll need stitches.”

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