Lucas Walker stood aside, showing no intention of leaving.
Ivana Bennett became even more irritated as he stayed put.
"Do you...do you have something else to do?"
Looking at her flushed face, Lucas Walker found it amusing.
Compared to her fierce stubbornness, this shy expression was much cuter.
He originally planned to take away the ointment she didn't need, now he purposefully said it out loud.
"I'm waiting for you."
Waiting for her? Waiting for her, what for?!
Was he waiting to watch her apply the ointice, perhaps?!
The face of Ivana was so red that it seemed like it could drip blood, "You...you go away!"
Based at this, he moved to the side and sat down on the bed.
"You..." Ivana's chest was heaving with anger, "Then, I won't apply it!"
Lucas Walker's eyes flashed a hint of amusement, "You don't have to apply, then just don't dress tonight to avoid irritating the wound."
This bastard! He was threatening her in such a way.
Cunning, Shameless, and Lowly!
