My Second Husband novel Chapter 33

She didn't know what to do, but when she saw that Amos was about to scratch his rashes, she held his hands.

"Don't, you will leave scars," Eudora said.

She turned around and fetched a basin of warm water. She wrung the towel which she used to clean him up, only to find that his body was also full of rashes.

The rashes was densely packed and very scary.

Eudora frowned. "Were you stung by a bee?"

Amos' eyes darkened. When he thought about how Samantha Cooper got the drop on him, he was furious. She was akin to a dangerous bee.

"Don't be angry!" Eudora quickly soothed.

"Don't be angry or impatient. Otherwise, your rashes will worsen," she warned.

"It's so itchy!" Amos frowned. He always maintained a stoic demeanor, never showing any weakness. Suddenly he was acting like a cute child, which Eudora found funny.

"Even so, you can't scratch them!" Eudora reprimanded.

Putting down the towel, Eudora pointed to the place where he had just said was itchy. She took some ice cubes and carefully put her finger on it. It was not until her finger became cold that she slowly pressed it gently on the place where he felt itchy. Amos couldn't help squinting his eyes. The coldness of her fingers seemed to penetrate into his heart from his skin, as if he had eaten ice cream in summer.

Amos pointed to another spot. "And here."

"Okay!" Eudora said in a coaxing tone.

After a while, Amos fell quiet. However, his face was still very pale and he was still angry.

Eudora's didn't stop. As she pressed her fingers on his body, she thought of a joke from her childhood and told it to Amos.

Amos was still expressionless. Eudora grew frustrated. She reached out and scratched his neck. "Can't you just laugh?"

"It's not funny!" he insisted, though there was a ghost of a smile when he turned away.

When Harley Louis heard what happened, he hurried over with Clint Zuckerberg. Last time, Amos had almost overturned the house when he was a little late.

He did not expect what greeted him when he arrived.

The room was clean and bright. Amos was lying on the sofa and Eudora was gently massaging him. Was Amos smiling?

Harley was shocked.

Rubbing his eyes, he turned around and whispered to Clint, "Punch me."

Clint also couldn't believe his eyes, so he punched Harley without hesitation. The next second, both of them were grimacing in pain.

"It's not a dream!"

So it was true! In all these years, this was the first time Amos hadn't flew into a rage over a rash outbreak. He was even laughing!

Their antics caught Eudora's attention. She quickly stopped massaging and got up. "You're here? Have you brought the medicine?"

Harley came to his senses and hurriedly handed over the medicine. "I just went to the doctor a few days ago. Give it to him..."

He stopped mid-sentence.

"What?" Eudora asked.

"But I don't think he needs it anymore," Harley said. "He's already recovered!"

"Recovered?" Eudora couldn't believe it. She clearly saw the red rashes on his body before, but how did it suddenly heal? And yet, there was not a spot on Amos now.

She was distracted then. When did it get better?

Amos was also astounded. He was busy listening to their jokes, so he hadn't noticed that he had already recovered.

"That's amazing! Sister-in-law, you are my brother's lucky star!" Harley said.

"What did you call me?" Eudora asked.