Forsythia Brown widened her enchanting peach blossom eyes, "You mean you didn't apply it?"
"I just said I didn't let Hiram Greenwood help me apply it. I did it myself, and there were parts I couldn't reach."
Forsythia let out a cunning laugh. She leaned on the man's chest, pushing him away, saying, "So, you lied to me before?"
Gem Atkinson remembered that he had said 'I couldn't apply it myself, so I need my wife's help.' He immediately explained, "I applied it in front of the mirror, only on the parts I could reach. For the past two days, I didn't apply it to the parts I couldn't reach. Look, I'm sure some areas are healing faster than others."
Wasn't it because the whip had caused uneven wounds?
"Fine. Where's the medicine? I'll help you apply it." This medicine was incredibly effective. In the past, such wounds wouldn't have healed for at least a month.
However, Gem hugged her tightly and said, "Viola, I miss you."
This...
"Really, I miss you so much."
