His Versatile Gorgeous Wife novel Chapter 332

That lengthy wound shaped like a centipede extended from her wrist to the tip of her fingers when Larissa measured her own palm against it.

She could not imagine how Arielle was able to stitch up such a gruesome gash without flinching as the sight of it made her own skin crawl. At the same time, she also felt sorry for her.

When she looked over at the other woman, she found that apart from being more pallid than before, she had nary a frown on her.

My word. They are really badass, these two.

After Arielle had carefully treated every single injury on the woman's body, she helped her into a fresh change of clothing that was loose and comfortable.

Her own back, though, had become slick with her own perspiration once all these were done with.

She then exhaled and said, “All right. Now you can tell me what happened.”

The woman eyed Larissa again with the same degree of apprehension as she did before, or it might be that she did not trust anyone outside of Vinson, so much so that even the confidence she had in Arielle seemed to stem from the former.

The discerning Larissa then spoke up, “Take your time, both of you. I'll head outside to keep watch.”

Arielle nodded, and the woman only broke her silence after the door closed. “Thank you, Ms. Moore.”

“It's the least I could do,” Arielle replied while she shook her head. “Go on and tell me what happened back there.”

The woman pursed her lips briefly and her brows creased into a taut furrow, as though she had been overcome by some painful recollection. “While we were tailing your car for your protection yesterday, a truck that was parked by the side suddenly rammed into us. The size of the vehicle and the sudden impact sent our car over the edge and into the river below while we were all still in it.”

She fell quiet for some time afterward, but Arielle waited patiently and made no attempt to harry her.