The dirt on his face, the pebbles stuck to his nails, the dust on his cheeks and the dried blood on his side abs were gently washed. Ivanka carefully wiped her brother-in-law's body clean.
"Brother, I hope that you will get better after I clean your wounds," Ivanka said to Ryan, who was still unconscious. Her face smiled warmly at the man who had been helping her a lot.
Ryan could hear Ivanka's sincere words but his body still couldn't move.
Ivanka then continued washing his wounds. "Brother, do you remember when we first met?"
She recalled their first meeting, making a warm smile bloom on her beautiful face. Ryan's arrival in her life had given her many precious memories, especially when she threatened to sleep with her sister, nothing could beat Ryan's defeated face.
Thinking of these precious memories, Ivanka could only smile broadly. Looking at her brother-in-law's face now, she couldn't imagine her life without Ryan in it.
