Chapter 188 A Large Bouquet Of Roses

• As soon as Maxwell finished speaking, he felt her fingers press forcefully on his wound.
• A muffled groan escaped from his mouth, and his complexion instantly changed. Damn it, when he said it didn't hurt, it was without someone pressing on it. Could it not hurt when she pressed down with such force?
• "Do you know it hurts? If you do, please use civilized language in the future, especially when dealing with girls." Flora removed her hand from his body, and tore off some tissue to wipe it, completely ignoring how dissatisfied he was. Then, as he got up, she threw his shirt onto him.