Chapter 29

Perhaps she should suggest using Renee’s own clothes from the wardrobe, but she decided against it, assuming it might be a romantic gesture between them. Marcelo’s black shirt hung on Renee like an oversized dress, her injured knee and lower leg exposed, creating a striking contrast with the dark fabric. Marcelo watched, his expression hardening. A bath towel would have been more appropriate. Before the doctor entered, the maid cautioned him not to look around too much. However, human curiosity often prevails. Inadvertently, the doctor glanced at Renee, immediately drawing a stern warning from Marcelo. "Care to keep your eyes?" It was a threat. "I'm sorry, Mr. King!" The doctor quickly averted his gaze, apologizing. In his profession, patients were seen without gender bias. "Is Mrs. King’s injury only on her knee?" he inquired, carefully removing the bandage. "Yes," Marcelo confirmed, having previously checked. Renee’s main issue now was intoxication. As the bandage came off, the sever