Jeremy slipped out of his hospital gown.
The doctor started unwrapping the bandages.
Felicia stood nearby, watching. When she saw the mess of dark, ugly bruises covering Jeremy’s back, she felt her heart tighten.
The doctor worked quietly, treating the bruises with gentle hands.
Jeremy didn’t make a sound, but his jaw was clenched, and sweat dotted his forehead. The pain was obvious, even if he tried to hide it.
Once the doctor finished applying ointment and wrapping him up again, Felicia helped Jeremy pull his shirt back on.
The doctor gave a few instructions and then left the room. As he opened the door, he paused. A tall man was waiting just outside.
Max stepped aside so the doctor could slip past.
Felicia had her back to the door and didn’t notice Max walk in. She was focused on helping Jeremy lie back, guiding him slowly down onto the pillows.
“Easy,” she said softly.
Jeremy let his eyes fall shut, worn out and weak. He took a shaky breath, trying to steady himself.
Felicia took a tissue and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door.
Felicia turned around, surprised to see a man standing there. She stared for a second before finding her voice.
“What are you doing here?”
Jeremy opened his eyes, looking even more tired than before.
Max stepped into the room and stopped at the end of the bed. “Just here to check on Mr. Milman,” he said. “Looks like you’re pretty banged up. You need to get some rest.”
Jeremy looked back at him, his voice flat. “Thanks for your concern.”
Max’s gaze slid to Felicia. “Actually, I should be thanking you, Mr. Milman. I honestly don’t know what I would’ve done otherwise.”
In the hallway, Felicia turned to face Max. “What is it?”
Max looked at her. “Are you planning to stay here and take care of him?”
Felicia’s voice was steady. “Jeremy was hurt because of me. It’s only right that I look after him.”
Max’s tone was calm, but there was something sharp underneath. “He saved you, and I understand you want to show your gratitude. But you’re a married woman, Felicia. Maybe you should think about your position.”
Felicia met his eyes without flinching. “He saved my life. I owe him. This isn’t about you, and not everything comes down to money or business. I’m doing what I should.”
Max’s eyes darkened. He stepped closer, closing the space between them. Felicia instinctively backed up, watching him warily.
“What do you…”
Max stopped right in front of her, his gaze narrowed and intense. The tension in the air was impossible to ignore.
“Jeremy did you a favor, no doubt about that. But, Felicia, it doesn’t mean I’ll let my wife get this close to another man.”

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