Soon, Jackson returned from the bathroom. He had changed into a black t-shirt and jeans. In his left hand was a bandage and in his right hand was a hairdryer.
By this time, Halia was seated back on the bed wearing a short black dress. She had forgotten to ask Max to bring some more appropriate clothes, so she had no choice but to wear this dress.
Without a word, Jackson walked over to the woman and kneeled down at her feet. He then unrolled some bandage and started wrapping it around her foot. This scene was slightly familiar. Not too long ago, Jackson was the one that was sitting while Halia was treating his injury.
Halia subconsciously glanced at Jackson's arm where the stitches she made could still be seen. "Don't forget that your stitches need to be removed soon," she reminded as she looked at the man's arm.
Jackson glanced at his stitches and smiled, "After my deal with Remy."
