Gina froze. She couldn't believe that Massimo was standing in front of her when she had just taken off all her clothes.
"Y-you..."
"I'll help you shower," Massimo said quietly as he folded his sleeves.
Gina, who had crossed her arms over her chest, shook her head. "I-I can do it myself, you don't need to help me."
"Can you do it yourself? With a leg in a cast like that?"
Gina scowled, cursing herself for being stupid.
Because he didn't want Gina to get sick, Massimo finally lowered his body towards Gina and carried her bridal style to the bathroom, Gina who had no other choice could only surrender and let Massimo see and touch her body again.
"What are you hiding?"
"Shut up, don't tease me."
