Zachary took out a box of band-aids from the small drawer on the dashboard with his other hand and tried to tear open the package with his teeth.
Amelia snatched it from him with a helpless look.
He didn't resist any further, letting her skillfully unwrap it and tear two strips to act as medical tape to secure the gauze on his forehead.
"Okay, you're fine now..."
"What do you mean I'm fine? I had anesthesia when I got stitches, so I should wait at least half an hour for it to wear off. Don't you know that as a doctor?"
Amelia was absolutely furious, both of them so inconsiderate.
He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other hanging by his side, his eyes closed tightly as if some emotion was overflowing. His long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly.
Initially, he had only used her for his own gain, but as the play went on, he found himself hopelessly falling for her.
Knowing that things were going off the rails, he couldn't help but run further away.
