"I don't need your company."
"Teddy needs to rest too."
"I don't have to rest…" Teddy swallowed his words when he met Candice's gaze.
In fact, he would now go back to his room after George fell asleep at night.
George's injuries were recovering very quickly. Other than the wound on his legs, everything else was fine. Hence, he did not need any special care.
"I don't need Teddy to accompany me. All of you, get out."
"Young Master, didn't we agree to wash your hair tonight?" Teddy had already dressed George.
At least it made things less awkward for George.
"I'm not washing it anymore."
"You... haven't washed your hair for a week." Teddy could not stand it anymore.
George was a little obsessed with cleanliness. If Teddy had not stopped him, he would have washed his hair long ago.
"I'll help you wash it."
"No."
"Teddy, get out," Candice ordered.
Teddy was in a dilemma.
