Revenge On Her Ex After Rebirth
Chapter 239 Oscar, Are You from an Aristocratic Family?

Chapter 239 Oscar, Are You from an Aristocratic Family?

Though reluctant, Susan still entered the room.

She walked up to Manuel.

Now, Manuel was lying in bed, fast asleep. His face was a little pale, but he looked pretty well. Obviously, he was pretending. Susan didn't point it out. She just asked, "Where's your doctor?" She had noticed that he had always been accompanied by a doctor today.

Manuel would certainly not tell her that he had asked the doctor to go to the next room so that the doctor would not disturb them.

He replied, "The doctor keeps me company the whole day and is a little tired, so I let him go to have a rest."

"Then, when the infusion is done, who will handle this for you?"

"After the IV solution goes through, I'll call him." Manuel said, "If you're sleepy, lle down and have a rest."

"I'm not sleepy." There was no way Susan would lie in the same bed with him.

"If you feel uncomfortable sharing a bed with me, help me up. I can go to sit in the wheelchair. Anyway, I'm not sleepy."

"You don't have to." Susan refused directly, "I'm afraid your mother will accuse me of maltreating you."

Manuel smiled slightly.

He said, "Actually, my mom is quite nice."

"A nice mistress?" Susan did not care about his feelings at all.

The expression on Manuel's face changed slightly. He argued, "When my mom began to be with your dad, the affection between your parents had already gone."

"I don't want to hear anymore. Stop talking about it." Susan stopped him.

She was really unwilling to mention the past.

She was afraid that she would lose control of herself and treated Manuel badly, who was so weak at the moment that she felt she could kill him

with ease.

So Manuel stopped. He seemed to always do as she told him ever since they were kids, except for this thing. She just couldn't convince him not to marry her.

Susan angrily went to the sofa and lay down. Obviously, she did not want to talk to him. So Manuel just lay quietly in bed staring at the infusion bottle, not making any sound.

Susan took out her phone and played a game for a while. As she played, she took a look at Manuel. She found that he looked bored. So she said, "You can have some sleep. I'll keep an eye on the infusion bottle."

It seemed that Manuel didn't believe that Susan would suddenly be so kind to him.

"Don't think too much. I just don't want to have feelings of guilt. Susan frankly said.

After all, she had something to do with Manuel's getting into a car accident.

"Alright." Manuel simply replied. He was afraid that if he talked too much, Susan would get angry again. He just moved his body, lay in bed, and fell asleep, just as he had been told.

Susan took a look at Manuel. However harmless he looked, she would never show any mercy!

At the resort's hotel, after the banquet, Harrison and Oscar entered a room together. As soon as they walked into the room, before Harrison could notice, Oscar suddenly picked her up.

Harrison was startled.

Did Oscar go crazy again?

She twined her arms tightly around Oscar's neck and did not dare to make any other moves. For one thing, she was afraid that Oscar would let her fall. For another, she did not want to touch Oscar's wound. Although it had been a week, the stitched cut had not fully healed. If Oscar didn't pay attention, it would tear open again.

Harrison remained motionless and just let Oscar put her on the bed. The next second, Oscar, who was tall, fell on her body. Soon after that, he passionately kissed her, almost making her unable to breathe. Harrison was very nervous. She clearly felt that this was completely different from the occasional flirting in usual times. He seemed to be a little too passionate this time. She could feel that Oscar's lips moved from her lips to her neck.

"Mm."

Harrison's eyes were wide open in shock.

What on earth was this man going to do?!

The point was that the door was not closed yet.

"Oscar, what are you doing..."

Before she could finish her words, her mouth was covered by the hand of Oscar.

At the same time, he was gently biting Harrison's ear and speaking, "Don't speak."

Damn it

If she remained silent, she would lose her virginity.

Oscar was still stroking her body.

If this went on...

She let her eyes wander, and saw a person walking past outside their room. But Oscar seemed to be immersed in his sexual desire and couldn't

calm down.

"That guy has gone." Harrison whispered.

She knew that Oscar was putting on an act just now. It was just that the act was too real.

"I know." Oscar spoke in a low and hoarse voice, seemingly suppressing a great desire.

If you knew, got off me now!

"I can't control myself." Oscar's voice was really too...

Harrison had the feeling that it was cruel to refuse him. It made her have a strong sense of guilt. When Harrison was hesitating, she was picked up from the bed and carried into the bathroom by Oscar. Oscar turned on the shower and stood in the running water. Harrison watched as his chest rose and fell. He seemed to be trying hard to suppress his desire.

Oscar said, "Help me take off my clothes."

Harrison hesitated for a while. Would she invite trouble for herself by doing this?

*Just to take a look at the wound." Oscar explained.

Harrison bit her lip.

But she still did as Oscar told her.

She took off his suit jacket and then unbuttoned his shirt, seeing blood oozing out of the wound covered by tape in his chest.

"Oscar!" Harrison couldn't help calling him.

She was frightened by the blood.

She had been paying attention not to touch his wound today.

But this man was seemingly determined to give his wound a hard time today, letting his wound be touched several times.

He must regret it now, but it was too late.

"I have bandage, a small bottle of iodine and ointment in the inside pocket of my suit jacket. Please help me change my dressing."

Harrison held back her emotions and took the tape. Then, she found the mini medicine box in the inside pocket and carefully applied the medicine to his wound. When she used the medical cotton swab with iodine to stop the bleeding and disinfect his wound, Harrison felt that her hands were shaking.

"Feel sorry for me?" Oscar asked.

"No, I'm just frightened. Normal people are afraid of bloody wounds." Harrison replied.

"Really?" Oscar murmured.

Obviously, he was lost in thought.

"Oscar, who on earth are you?" Harrison asked as she applied the medicine to his wound.

She did not look into his eyes.

Because she didn't want herself to have any expectations.

"Is the guy following you also suspecting your identity?" Harrison spoke in a plain voice, as if she was saying that the weather was fine today.

"Yeah." Oscar admitted it

"Are you from an aristocratic family?" Harrison raised her eyebrows.

When she asked this question, she was looking at him.

In her previous life, Oscar held an unshakable position.

In this life, his identity was a mystery.

These facts forced her to contemplate this way.