Chapter 349

"Today's medicine is properly administered, just so you feel assured. It's not about saving face for anyone, Cecilia. It's about you having your way," Alston remarked, prompting Cecilia to suddenly exhale with relief. She licked her lips and squeezed out a bit of ointment, applying it gently to Alston's slightly flushed face. His cheeks, originally burning, were soothed by the cool touch of the ointment, almost instantly alleviating his discomfort. Alston squinted his eyes. Cecilia's movements were deft, and in no time she had applied the medicine to the wounds on his face. The scars on Alston's back, also tended to by Cecilia, had healed considerably, revealing pinkish marks once his clothes were removed. For now, scar removal was Alston's main concern. After applying the medicine, Alston lay on the outer edge of the hospital bed, closing his eyes. After a day of turmoil, he quickly drifted off to sleep. Alston was always a light sleeper, and in his drowsy state, he heard the rustling