Although Claudia Ross hated Louis, she couldn't just stand by and watch him bleed incessantly.
She handed him a towel.
Louis looked deeply at Claudia Ross, took the towel and wrapped it around his hand carelessly, then rummaged through the bathroom, packing all the glass items into a bag and carrying them out.
He continued to search the room thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned and no toothpick spared, packing everything into the bag.
After eliminating all potential hazards, he lay on the bed with the bag beside him, guarding it closely to prevent Claudia Ross from doing anything foolish again.
"Aren't you going to call a doctor?"
Claudia Ross asked anxiously, watching the towel turn red with seeping blood.
Louis closed his eyes and remained silent, his complexion gradually turning pale.
Her complexion wasn't great either.
With the bed taken by Louis, Claudia Ross had no choice but to sleep on the sofa.
