Alice bit her lip as Vincent applied the medicine to the wound. A stinging sensation was felt in his legs.
"Just tell me if you feel pain, there's no need to endure it," Vincent said when he saw Alice's expression. Alice was just silent in response to Vincent's words.
"I can compress it myself." Alice finally spoke as Vincent removed the clothes covering the bruises on his waist.
"And give you a chance to tell my mother, if I can't take good care of you? I won't let you do that, Lady," said Vincent, who then removed the clothes that covered his waist.
Vincent looked at the wound, visible bruises that were dark blue, spreading on Alice's right and left waist. Her pale white skin contrasted with the color of the bruises.
"Is it true that I caused this wound?" asked Vincent. He didn't expect that when he pushed Alice's body, by accident, his hand hurt the woman.
