Chapter 98

Edward pulled a chair from the side and sat at the end of the bed. Melanie took a deep breath and felt herself grow warm. After all, who would help his wife dry her hair or thoughtfully apply ointment to her injuries? It was her own husband! "Don't worry. I can take it." As she said that, she moved her injured ankle forward a little. "Come on!" Seeing how fearless she looked, Edward sighed. He squeezed some ointment on his hand and gently applied it to her ankle. Her ankle looked nice and clean. Edward didn't pay much attention to the details. But when he touched her, he inexplicably felt a little tense. Melanie noticed his reaction and couldn't help being suspicious of him. She wondered if he had a foot fetish. Edward cleared his throat and applied some pressure on her ankle. At that moment, she winced in pain. She couldn't think about anything else as a sprained ankle felt bad. At that moment, it was swollen terribly. She couldn't believe her rotten luck. She wondered how she