Pampered by My Ex-husband (Penny and Orlando)
Chapter 194 Lingering Forever

Chapter 194 Lingering Forever

Out of the Fletcher's mansion, Nancy caught up with Orlando and sighed.

"Orlando, I didn't expect your grandpa to be so angry. I'm sorry."

"Nancy, this has nothing to do with you. It's between me and Perry."

Nancy's face went cold at the mention of Penny.

"Don't blame me for being nosy. Since you've been whipped, this is over. Break it off with her, or your grandpa might be angry and she'll be in deep trouble." "Nancy, this is my business. I know what to do."

Nancy knew that if she said more, Orlando would only replace it annoying. So, she stopped nagging.

Orlando got into the car, not daring to lean back in his seat.

The pain in his back was unbearable.

At this moment, Penny called Orlando.

"Mr. Fletcher, I'm at the hotel. Will you be back tonight?"

Orlando gripped the steering wheel. Sweat popped out on his forehead and his lips were a little pale.

"Uh-huh."

Orlando's tone was lukewarm. He hung up the phone.

Then, Penny felt relieved and continued to wait outside Orlando's hotel room.

Ten minutes later, Orlando appeared at the elevator.

Penny breathed a sigh of relief, nodded at Orlando, and got down to business.

"Mr. Fletcher, I'd like to talk with you about Ms. Fletcher."

Orlando walked up to Penny without looking at her, then took his room card, and slid it to open the door.

Penny could only follow him inside. Her brows drew together as she caught a whiff of blood.

By all rights, Orlando's wound was supposed to heal, but what was the smell of blood about?

Orlando walked into the room and subconsciously reached out to take off his suit jacket. But at the thought of Penny's presence, he paused and then sat down on the couch. "Nancy canceled your orders?"

It looked like Orlando remembered what had happened last night. Penny wondered if he had any recollection of the kiss.

Penny wasn't touched. She was just worried that he would think she was taking advantage of his drunkenness and deliberately stole a kiss from him.

But now, Orlando did not mention it, so Penny didn't bother to ask.

"Uh-huh."

"Is your studio affected badly?"

Penny felt warm inside. She did not expect that Orlando would ask about her studio.

"No, but I'm not very popular there, so the designers have a problem with me."

"I'll talk to Nancy about it. As for your misunderstanding with her, I promise she won't come to you again."

After all, Orlando had been whipped hard. He would keep a distance from Penny and what happened that night would be put behind them.

Penny breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Mr. Fletcher. I'll get back in touch with the suppliers."

Penny's lips curled in a smile and her limpid eyes crinkled.

"Mhm," said Orlando, glancing at Penny very quickly without another word.

The room went quiet, and there seemed to be a spark between them.

Only the two of them were in the room, and they had slept together before. They were sitting face to face silently as if the air was filled with their scent. Penny sensed the intimate atmosphere and got up.

"Mr. Fletcher, then I'll leave you..."

Before Penny could finish her sentence, Zane's voice came from the doorway.

"Mr. Fletcher, are you doing all right?"

Zane was holding a medical kit. Apparently, he received a call from Orlando in the middle of the day.

Penny paused and looked over at Orlando, wondering, "Is he hurt?"

Penny took a closer look and found sweat on his forehead and his lips pale.

Zane was shocked to see Penny here. After a moment's thought, he put the medical kit down.

"Ms. Perry, since you're here, could you apply medicine to Mr. Fletcher? You're a bit more careful than I'm."

Penny, who had been helped by Orlando several times, could not say no.

Setting the medical kit down, Zane found another excuse to leave.

Zane saw Penny in Orlando's room several times. The relationship between Penny and Orlando was definitely not simple.

It was up to Orlando to decide how things went between them.

Penny had no choice but to take the medical kit and attend to Orlando.

"Mr. Fletcher, where are you hurt?"

No wonder Penny caught a whiff of blood just now. Was the wound on Orlando's palm falling apart again?

Orlando was silent for a moment. Then he slowly turned his back to Penny and took off his jacket.

Penny gasped in horror at the sight of Orlando's back streaked with red weals. The medical kit slipped from her grasp.

"Mr. Fletcher, what happened?"

Penny bent over immediately to pick up the medical kit and walked over to Orlando. His shirt clung to the wounds on his back, so she did not dare to take it off. There were beads of sweat on her face. Orlando's eyes narrowed as he observed Penny's expression just right through the glass in front of him.

Penny seemed to be really frightened. She looked perplexed, her eyes moist with tears.

Just as Orlando was about to ask Penny to use scissors, he felt a breeze over his back. It turned out that Penny was anxious and subconsciously blew on his wounds.

Her cool breath was on his wounds, burrowed through the torn skin and into the pores, then lingered over there.