Chapter 41

Edith might not feel stuffy, but I was. Since she was careless about her modesty, I could only grit my teeth and perform the massage on her while trying not to look in her direction. One would need certain techniques and suitable force to apply the ointment effectively. Fortunately, I was skilled in applying the ointment, thanks to my military experience. After some massaging, I finally released her and stood up when her ankles warmed up. "How does that feel?" Her cheeks were flushed, yet the look in her eyes was ice-cold. "I feel better now." Since the atmosphere had lightened up, I took my chance to explain myself. "I wasn't trying to take advantage of you yesterday. I… I saw you were about to fall, and I grabbed you without thinking." Edith responded indifferently, "I see." I was rather dissatisfied with her response. "Don't you think you should thank me after I gave you a massage with that ointment?" She finally glanced at me. Then, she said dismissively, "Thank you, Mr. We