The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 322

When he said that, Laura felt a wave of warmth blooming in her chest, even as a flash of determination flickered in her eyes.

Of course. How could anything ever happen to him? She would never let anything bad touch him, not if she could help it.

Her tears faded into a smile. She called to the maid to get things ready, then turned to Franco. “The herbal wash is ready. Go rinse your hands. You need to get rid of all that bad energy after coming back from that place.”

Everyone moved inside.

There was a basin of water set out on the table, along with a few other things. Franco barely glanced at them, uninterested, as he walked over. The air was filled with the crisp, soothing scent of herbs.

He dipped his hands in the basin, washed up, dried them off, and asked like it was nothing, “Is there any more of this?”

The maid was caught off guard for a second but quickly smiled. “Yes, there’s some in the kitchen. Do you want more?”

“Bring some for Laura, too. She should wash her hands,” Franco said, tossing the cloth in the trash.

Behind him, Laura’s fingers tensed and a bit of uncertainty crossed her face. “Me? I don’t think it’s necessary.”

Franco just replied quietly, “It’s cold out. It won’t hurt.”

The maid didn’t dare argue. She hurried back and soon appeared at Laura’s side, bowing a little as she offered the basin. “Miss Laura.”

Laura pressed her lips together, slid her delicate hands into the warm water for a moment, then took the cloth from the maid and gently dried her fingers.

As she washed, her sleeve edged higher, exposing a ruby bracelet on her left wrist.

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