A scratch? His ear was practically falling off! It had to have been Terence who attacked him. But how did he do it?
Just then, Darren noticed something stuck in the wall—a silver needle. So that’s what had flown past his ear and injured him. But there was no weapon in Terence’s hands. How had he managed to wound him so badly with just a needle?
Darren kept his hand pressed to his ear, feeling a mix of confusion and fury. Meanwhile, Natalie was kneeling beside Terence, her slender, fair fingers gently touching his legs. Her movements were careful and soft. Kneeling beside him like that, she looked so docile, like a tamed wildcat.
Darren felt like he was about to explode.
He strode forward, pulling Natalie to her feet. “Kneeling on the ground and touching his legs like that… if anyone sees, they’ll get the wrong idea,” he said sternly.
Natalie yanked her hand back, her expression cold. “The wrong idea? What wrong idea?”
Her eyes were distant but held a chilling frost that made Darren feel inexplicably guilty.
“We’re all adults here. You know what I mean.”
A contemptuous smirk flashed across Natalie’s lips before her face returned to its icy mask. “I don’t know, and I don’t want to know.”
She tried to walk back to Terence, but Darren blocked her way.
“You’re Hanley’s mother. You should keep your distance from other men. It will upset him.”
“How am I supposed to maintain distance while treating a patient?”
“Even when treating a patient, you should maintain some distance,” Darren insisted stubbornly. “There’s a proper decorum between men and women!”
Terence’s eyes turned glacial. “Should we get a chaperone? Perhaps a medical consultation from a safe distance?”
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