Dante pursed his lips together, lines forming on his forehead, contemplating whether he should proceed, especially with the fact her body is very much visible.
He would rather be caught dead than Amber seeing he could get aroused by her.
Looking at her pale, chapped lips quivering as she laid helplessly in the tub.
The burn on her face looked like it must have hurt a lot when it happened.
Bringing his hands to his eyesight, Dante was lost in his thoughts.
He wanted it to hurt alright, then why was he feeling remorse?
His open hands formed a fist as the vein in his head popped, throbbing visibly.
"Can I get out now?" Amber asked in a weak, sober voice.
Dante furrowed his brows and nodded turning around, ready to leave when he heard her voice again.
"I need some help up." Amber said with pursed lips, it killed her to ask for help from someone like him, but her legs felt like they were being stabbed with multiple needles.
The bruise on her knees were not properly healed neither did she cover it, soaking in the water for this long did her no good at all.
"Sort yourself out." Dante hissed, prepared to walk out again when her next words made him halt once more.
"I'm pretty sure you told your parents your wife is coming-"
"Shut up." Dante cut her off mid-sentence, he did not care what she had to say any further.
Storming towards the tub, he pulled her out of the water in one tug.
He tried his best not to concentrate on the fact that her bare nipples were pressing against his chest at this point.
He should have just worn some damn shirt before coming here, who knows what the misfit had planned.
Amber felt a wave of dizziness hit her that she couldn't help but hold unto Dante, placing her hands on his waist, eventually leading to his towel falling off.
The moment they both realized what happened, their faces went as red as a tomato.
"You're out of the tub, sort yourself out." Dante immediately dropped her on the bathroom floor, picking up his towel and walking out instantly.
Maybe she had plans to seduce him so he would let go of his revenge, Dante thought to himself, the image of his father laying on the bed in the ICU flashed his head.
"Dream on." He stated coldly, even if no one was there to hear it, he meant what he said.
Any sign of arousal died the moment he remembered his father's current condition.
He must have been crazy to get aroused in the first place.
After Dante left, Amber laid on the floor deep in thoughts, she could still not feel her legs and judging from the way he walked out, if she does not move, it will only result in more suffering.
But if he had really done something to her family, which she is 80% sure he has, why should she care?
Maybe she can get something out of him.
As the result of a serious contemplation, Amber decided to be obedient — for now.
Firstly, she needs to go get the drugs she bought, it might ease the pain in her legs.
Using her sides to crawl, Amber propelled herself forward with her elbow while her body followed.
It took minutes, but eventually, she got to the sitting room in which Dante dropped the plastic bags.
Rummaging through it, she was able to find the medicine, and immediately applied on her knees, the cooling sensation making her close her eyes, a little moan escaping her lips.
"What the hell are you doing?" Amber opened her eyes to see Dante staring at her with fire in his eyes.
Out of reflex, she immediately used her hands to cover her breasts, staring at him with caution.
Disgust instantly filled his eyes, "I was blind once before, sleeping with a delinquent like you, such mistake won't happen twice rest assured." He sneered, lying through his teeth.
"Good." Amber muttered softly, before slowly letting her hands go.
Deep down, his words had hurt her, but she will definitely not show it, she will never show it.
"Get dressed, I don't want to stare at you any longer, you disgust me." With that, Dante instantly turned his back and walked away.
He shall not fall for the same trap twice.
Amber stayed still for a while, until she felt the pain subside before she stood up, going through the things she bought, in the end she dressed up right in the living room.
When she was done, she walked up to Dante's room, showing hesitation on whether to knock or not.
In the end, she decided to, but before she could open the door, Dante's face immediately popped out, and her hand ended up hitting his shoulder inside.
His cold eyes ran through her, body and seeing the way she dressed he sighed with relief inwardly.
He had thought she might want to pull some crazy stunt.
"Let's go." Dante said, walking ahead of Amber, while she followed behind meekly.
Her nose felt clogged but giving the situation she felt like she could only say such at the risk of her safety.
So in the end, she bit her inner lip trying her best to breathe with her mouth unnoticed.
She and Dante got into the car and the more she felt like her head was spinning, it will be no surprise if she came down with an actual cold.
"Move." Dante said to a dazed Amber that stared absentmindedly at the hospital before her, were they not going to see his parents? Why the hell were they at the hospital?
Could it be he had noticed her discomfort earlier?
A warm feeling shrouded Amber's heart as she thought maybe he came here because he was sick.
She really wishes in another life, they would not be enemies and have a peaceful love life, but not now, now they were enemies not meant to love each other.
It had hurt her to hurt him, but he really went far when he hurt her family.