Chapter 907: Chapter 907: I Haven’t Bathed in a Long Time
Because they got in touch with Silas, Arnold quickly appeared in front of Mark.
However, considering the time Arnold was delayed on the plane and the fact that the small fishing village where Mark was located was too remote, by the time Arnold saw Mark, it was already a day after Arnold had escaped the wedding.
Seeing Mark lying in bed, looking pale and weak, with injuries, Arnold immediately burst into tears, "Boss, why did you get so badly hurt?"
Ever since Mark knew Arnold had run away from the wedding and came to G City, he had been waiting for Arnold’s arrival.
Now, seeing Arnold even thinner than before, Mark immediately reached out his arms and embraced Arnold, "Silly girl, why are you crying? I’m fine, aren’t I?"
Startled by Mark suddenly holding her, Arnold exclaimed, "Let go of me, you’re hurt!"
Mark held Arnold tightly, refusing, "No, I won’t let go!"
With Mark refusing to let go, Arnold didn’t dare to struggle.
She nestled in Mark’s embrace, looking at him with a face full of tension and concern, asking, "Tell me, where exactly are you hurt?"
Mark looked at Arnold and said casually, "Don’t worry, they’re just minor injuries, I’ll be fine with some care."
His long fingers gently stroked Arnold’s back as he looked at her with affectionate eyes, "Silly girl, how could you really run away from the wedding? General Moore will surely be very angry..."
With eyes full of tears, Arnold looked at Mark and said without care, "I don’t care. I don’t even like Ethan Sterling, so why should I get engaged?"
Before Mark could say anything, Arnold continued, looking at him with distress, "Besides, seeing how you’re like this now, why should I not run away from the wedding?"
"Let General Moore be angry if he wants; he’s my dad anyway. No matter how angry he gets, he’s still my dad and still has to acknowledge me as his daughter!"
Mark’s lips curved slightly, and a smile appeared on his overly pale but handsome face.
He released one arm that was holding Arnold and tenderly wiped away Arnold’s continuously falling tears, speaking in a soft, doting voice, "You..."
Arnold pouted, "What about me? Do you want me to get engaged to Ethan Sterling?"
Mark looked at Arnold, openly expressing his feelings, "I don’t want that at all!"
"See, there you have it. By running away from the wedding, the engagement issue with Ethan Sterling is solved, isn’t it?" Arnold said, as she immediately withdrew from Mark’s embrace.
The reason being none other than her concern for Mark’s injuries.
Even though Mark had said earlier he was fine and it was just minor injuries, without seeing it for herself, Arnold couldn’t feel at ease.
Without thinking, Arnold directly extended her small hand to unbutton Mark’s shirt.
When Arnold’s small hand touched the buttons on Mark’s shirt, Mark instantly caught her soft hand, "Arnold, what are you doing?"
Arnold looked up and unexpectedly met Mark’s deep eyes.
Realizing her action, Arnold’s face turned red, "I... I wanted to see if your injuries are serious."
Mark glanced at Silas and the others in the room, then returned his gaze to Arnold’s flushed face, "Are you sure you want to check it now?"
When Mark glanced at Silas and others, Arnold realized that she and Mark weren’t the only ones in the room. There was also Silas who brought her, and others originally here taking care of Mark.
Realizing this, and thinking about her series of actions with Mark, and the things she just said, Arnold’s face turned even redder.
At this moment, Silas’s voice rang out, "Well, Boss, we didn’t see anything, we’re leaving right now."
With that, Silas pulled the others and started walking out.
Of course, before leaving, Silas didn’t forget to glance at Arnold and teasingly said, "Arnold, the Boss is in your hands now; you have to take good care of him!"
Arnold’s cheeks turned even redder, but she nodded firmly, "I will!"
After Arnold arrived at the fishing village, Silas left with the rest of the team.
Once they found Mark and reported his safety to the leaders, the superiors assigned Silas and the others to different tasks.
However, considering Mark’s physical condition, the superiors granted him medical leave, requiring him to recover fully before rejoining the team.
Since Mark’s internal injuries were severe and he was unsuitable for moving, and considering the fishing village’s remoteness yet suitability for recovery, Arnold and Mark decided to temporarily stay there...
Time flew by quickly, and soon half a month had passed.
During this half month, with Arnold’s meticulous care, Mark gradually recovered, and his complexion improved significantly.
As Mark’s health improved bit by bit, the relationship between Mark and Arnold was also rapidly developing...
That day, Mark wanted to take a bath.
He looked at Arnold and asked, "Arnold, it’s been ages since I last had a bath. Smell me, don’t I stink now?"
"Stink? What stink!" Arnold glared at Mark, her face blushing as she said, "Haven’t I been wiping you down?"
"How can wiping and bathing be the same? Besides, every time you wipe me down, it’s so perfunctory."
Arnold: "..."
As Arnold thought about being perfunctory, Mark’s deep, sexy voice rang out again, "Arnold, I don’t care. I need a bath today, no matter what."
Then, Mark proposed two options, "Either you help me, or I’ll do it myself!"
"No way!" Arnold refused, "You have a comminuted fracture in your left calf; you can’t even stand, so how will you bathe? What if you fall?"
"But aren’t you here?" Mark looked at Arnold, a mischievous glint in his alluring eyes, "That’s why I’m asking you to help me—this way, I won’t fall, right?"
