My Second Husband novel Chapter 42

Eudora George was rooted to the spot for a while, she did not know whether to cry or laugh. She could leave Amos Granger, but she was not happy about it.

After her mother passed away, no one treated her as well as Amos.

At first, she had tried her best to suppress her feelings and convince herself that everything was a just deal. However, didn't she still treat him sincerely in this deal?

Amos drove for a long time until he could no longer see the little figure in the rearview mirror.

He thought that if he could not see her, his restless heart would be relieved. However, he now became more agitated.

He cursed and turned back towards the Granger Mansion.

The little woman was not there. Amos’s heart sank. "Did Harry do it again?"

However, on second thought, it should not be possible. They were at the Granger Mansion, Harry couldn't be so stupid.

He knew how stubborn the little woman was. The more she was forbidden to do something, the more persistent she becomes.

Thinking of this, Amos headed back home. Sure enough, ten minutes later, her stubborn little figure shuffled into view. She did not wear shoes, but walked on the road slowly with bare feet.

He didn't know what to do with her.

Amos stopped the car in front of her. He gritted his teeth and said, "Get in the car."

Eudora stopped walking. When she saw Amos, a smile appeared on her face.

"Amos! I knew you wouldn't leave me alone," Eudora cried.

"Why didn't you put on your shoes?" Amos asked curiously.

Eudora frowned. "The high heels hurt my feet!" she replied.

Sure enough, there was a blister on her heel.

Amos stopped talking and concentrated on driving. However, he was still noticeably grumpy.

After a moment of silence, Eudora said, "Amos, let's make the best of our remaining time together, shall we?"

Amos was startled. "Stupid woman, don't you want to leave unscathed?"

Eudora felt bitter in her heart, but a smile appeared on her face. "I want to..But... It's just that you're too kind to me. I have to repay you."

Both of them were silent.

After a long time, Amos said in a low voice, "I don't want you to repay me."

They arrived home, Valerie Bertinelli had already left. She only worked here during the day, she didn't live there with them.

Eudora took out a first aid kit and was about to apply the medicine on Amos. Unexpectedly, Amos pressed her on the sofa.

Eudora's face turned crimson. "Your back is still injured!" she protested.

Amos ignored her, held her moving feet, and picked up the things in the first aid kit. Only then did Eudora understand that Amos was going to apply medicine on her heel.

He lowered his head. She had a front row view of the side of his face as he focused. His jawlines were so defined and charming.

Eudora's heart beat like a jackhammer. She hurriedly looked away, only for her gaze to fall on the blood stains on his back.

He hadn't even complained about the pain.

"Does it hurt?" Eudora suddenly asked. Then, the little woman sat up and slowly unbuttoned his shirt from behind.

She gasped.

The criss- cross wounds had already opened. Although the bleeding had stopped, it still looked morbid.

Amos frowned. As soon as he thought of it, a small cold hand had already touched his back.

Following the wounds, her fingers slowly moved forward. Her fingers traced his back. He felt itchy and stiff. "Does it hurt?" Eudora asked in distress.