Roy Lewis lowered his head and gently kissed her lips, Richelle Dunn raised her hand and touched his forehead, which was still wrapped in gauze.
"Does it hurt?"
For fear of worrying the children, Roy had asked Richelle to help him cover his forehead with his hair while on the plane.
His hair was thick and abundant, making it hard to tell if you didn't look closely.
Roy tenderly and cautiously sucked on her lips, "No pain!"
He didn't dare tell Richelle that since he heard about Timmy's accident, his head had felt like it was being hammered continuously.
When she went to prepare first aid medicine, he took twice his usual dose of painkillers.
Richelle sighed, her eyes filled with tender affection and heartache.
"Fool, I'm your doctor. Don't you think I know your condition?"
"Tell me, how much medication did you take?"
Having been caught, Roy had no choice but to confess to her.
"Twice the dose... But it's fine, you said this medicine is very safe!"
