Chapter 43: Chapter 43

"Finished!" Alexa patted the band-aid with satisfaction. "So what happened before I came?"

Ray came to his senses when he had just been lulled by the unique fragrance emanating from her body and almost moved to touch her. He cleared his throat somewhat guiltily. Then looked at the state of his room with a reproachful expression.

"Well, um, I was about to turn off the light, but I accidentally used my injured hand, and the pain returned. When I got up, I intended to do it again with my left hand, but I tripped over the blanket and fell."

'Hell! This man was truly extremely reckless! Is he a toddler?' cursed Alexa.

She finally understood why there was such a loud bang.

Seeing him again, she couldn't help but feel guilt and pity. His injuries were caused by her and actually she felt satisfied for that, but also felt a little uncomfortable. She didn't expect Bryan to hit him so hard!

She found a small broom near the table, she used it to sweep the fragments thoroughly, while asking, "Do you always sleep without clothes? The AC in your room is so cold, you might catch a cold."

It was a man's nature to be disorganized in various things, but she didn't expect that the perfect Ray Sanders could be careless too.

Ray, "I can't wear clothes."

Her hand movements stopped.

She almost scolded him because he gave such an unreasonable excuse, but then she remembered that his right hand was injured and hanging by an arm sling.

She looked at him. "Then how do you take off your clothes?"

"I tore it." He answered indifferently, then said unhappily, "Alexa, let the housemaid do that, you might get hurt too."

She answered the first half of his sentence, "Tear it?"

The shirts worn by rich people are certainly not random and cheap. But hearing Ray say he had torn it, she believed the shirt might not be that expensive.

"You threw it away?" she asked again.

Ray nodded. "In the trash can."

When she glanced at the trash can, the shirt that he had worn last night was already there, torn. It was a shame, even though it looked like the shirt has only been worn and the fabric looked rather luxurious.

She continued her activities with a sigh. "You should ask someone for help, or you could ask me for help."

Ray looked at her intensely from the couch. "You'll help me?"

"Of course. In the first place, this shouldn't have happened to you, right?"

"Can you help me now?"

"Yeah, what do you need?"

Ray didn't hear a reply after that, but the man had stood up. When Alexa saw him, the man looked doubtful.

"Ray?" she called.

Ray immediately came to his senses and shook his head. Without answering her confusion, he walked into the bathroom and said that he was going to take a shower, while asking her to come out.

Alexa was confused, she shrugged her shoulders and went out.

In the bathroom, Ray splashed his head in the sink to cool his brain. His heart was beating rather fast. Why? He mocked himself; how could he think that he would want to ask her to help him to bathe?

He must be crazy!

When he finished, he only managed to wear a bathrobe. He came out of the bathroom only to find his room as neat as ever, there was no mess on the floor and most importantly, there was Alexa sitting on his couch.

"You took quite a long shower. Did you have trouble getting in there?" she looked at him somewhat mockingly.

"You're still here? You didn't go to work?" he frowned.

Alexa got up and went to the bed and took the folded towel there before answering, "I decided to take the day off today, I have something to take care of. Oh yes, thanks for the phone. I'll reimburse you later."

For information, yesterday Ray asked Adam to buy a new phone for her because her phone was completely damaged. He also bought for himself. So that she wouldn't misunderstand, he bought her the same model as her old phone.

Also so that she wouldn't be offended, she agreed that the woman would change the price of the phone.

While he was lost in thought, he saw she patting the couch nearby.

Ray was confused. "What?"

Alexa, "Sit down, I'll help you dry your hair."

"Alexa, really! This isn't necessary."

"Sit down, Ray." Alexa insisted. "If you refuse, how can I be calm considering last night's incident? Let me pay it for you. This is for the peace of my soul."

Since she had said so, he didn't refuse, he sat down and let his hair be dried by the towel and hairdryer.

The wind from the dryer was very warm, but her hands were quite cold and cool. While his head was being massaged, Ray subconsciously wanted to close his eyes. He tried hard to stay awake. "You didn't go to work because of me?"

"Hm, what do you mean?"

"You said you would accompany me to the hospital today."

Oh, that's right!

Alexa actually almost forgot that Ray had to have a CT scan today. The purpose of taking time off was because of other things, not because of Ray by the way. Luckily he picked up on this topic.

His voice came again, "Alexa, I told you this wasn't your fault."

"Yeah, it's just one of those things," she shrugged, "Because I intended to accompany you, I also decided to do something else that I don't have time to do on weekdays."

Ray's eyelashes drooped. "Do I need to accompany you too? If you mind, you can use my driver, you've met him, his name is Adam."

"No need." Alexa rejected it quietly. "I have prepared your clothes, are you okay with the clothes I choose?"

Ray glanced at the casual clothes that were available on the bed and the mix match wasn't bad. Her choice was not much different from his relaxed dressing style.

"That's fine too."

"Stand up, I'll help you put on the clothes," she said, pulling Ray's uninjured hand.

Ray panicked. "Help me? But ..."

"Hm?"

When she turned around, she realized something and panicked. "Ah, no, I mean ... just the clothes. You can wear trousers and everything else yourself, right?"

Then she laughed awkwardly.

It actually doesn't matter. Putting on trousers with one hand is difficult, but Ray can still do it, it's just that wearing his own clothes is what makes it difficult.

"Yeah," he answered hesitantly and agreed.

In the end, he put on the trousers in an invisible corner of the wardrobe and returned to her without his top clothes. Alexa who saw it somewhat regretted doing this and was really under duress. But she quickly restrained herself.

At first she opened the arm sling in his arm carefully and inserted the shirt sleeves one by one. While fastening the buttons, she couldn't help but gulp.

Ray grimaced. "Alexa, I can do it."

This really embarrassed him!

"It's okay, just a little more." She was fully concentrated, accidentally seeing his chest rising and falling due to breathing. It was really hot and sexy!

The blood on her nose almost fell out.

"The button on my pants, I'll do it," Ray said, backing away.

"Oh, it's okay, just me."

She looked down, apparently it was still difficult so she had to squat on the floor. Because Ray was tall, she stood on her tiptoes so her head could see the button of the trousers properly. Viewed in the wrong direction, this was a truly ambiguous position.

Ray scratched his head, wanting to refuse again, but no words came out of his mouth.

Just at that moment, the door opened.

Fran appeared in the doorway from the wrong direction, he saw the wrong incident and had the wrong thoughts. His tired face looked even worse, full of reproachful words.

"These two bastards, dare to do such a lewd thing so early in the morning?! Are you fucking shameless?!"

The door slammed shut again.

... to be continued ...