Ethan Sterling's face looked extremely pale.
He reached out to shift gears for Seraphina Redgrave, turning his head to glare at her through gritted teeth, "Seraphina Redgrave!"
"Accident," Seraphina felt a little embarrassed, "I didn't know it would accelerate so fast."
She had just pressed the accelerator all the way down.
Ethan still stared at her angrily.
"Does it hurt?"
Seraphina looked at Ethan's shoulder, feeling a bit apologetic.
"Let me see."
Ethan spoke coldly.
Seraphina released her seatbelt and then went to help Ethan unbuckle his, the passenger buckle was a bit tight, so she directly lifted his shirt and pulled it up, her soft fingertips grazed across his abdomen, feeling for his injury.
Ethan's breathing almost stopped as he stared blankly at Seraphina.
Seraphina glanced at the bandage on Ethan's wound, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's nothing."
"It hurts."
Ethan fixed his gaze on Seraphina.
Seraphina met his amber eyes, "Should I call Dr. Goodwin?"
