Chapter 19

"Exactly! Young people these days don't really know how to take care of others, but this kid is super serious about it. He even asked me for lots of tips on taking care of patients the other night."

Blake was stunned when he heard Susan's words. Then, he was instantly filled with joy. He couldn't help but turn to look at me.

I was extremely furious when I saw the twinkle in Blake's eyes. I didn't mind it if the matter wasn't brought up, but now, I was even angrier than ever.

What was up with that victorious look in Blake's eyes?

I asked Susan for tips and cared for Blake just to repay his kindness. I would never have any affection toward Blake.

Blake kept behaving like he was the winner, but today, I swore to tear his mask to pieces! "Come on, Blake. Let me wipe you down."

"Ahem. Sure."

I saw Blake slightly angling his head away. He had a nonchalant look on his face, but I clearly saw his ears turning red.

I was superb at comprehension. I was convinced that Blake was feeling uneasy about it. Since I finally had a chance to embarrass Blake, of course I would make good use of it.

With the excitement and eagerness of a patron, I undid Blake's buttons. Sure enough, his ears turned even redder.

I was even more convinced now that I had gotten a hold of Blake's weakness. I grew even more enthusiastic as I took Blake's clothes off. If Blake hadn't resisted with all his might, I probably would have also taken off his underwear.

Blake couldn't understand why I suddenly turned from a shy person to someone so eager. But, of course, he wouldn't interrupt the sudden good fortune.

I hadn't seen Blake's abs in a long time, and they were still well-defined as always. They were perfect for scrubbing!

I toiled like a professional cleaner. When I sensed the shivers coming from Blake's chest, I wiped every nook and cranny, intent on getting Blake as clean as possible.

Not long after I started, I heard a grunt. But then, when I tried to pay attention, I couldn't hear anything else.

Was I exerting too much force? Noticing that spots on Blake's body were turning red thanks to my wiping, I finally realized that I was scrubbing too hard.

Well, by the looks of it, the muscles weren't of much use after all. How could Blake not endure this tiny bit of pressure? His skin was probably even more tender than those of most women. I was amused at the thought of Blake being even worse than me. All that growing up went down the drain.

Despite my thoughts, I decided to rein it in a bit. Still, I felt much better now. There was a saying that went, "If I don't feel awkward, I have nothing to feel awkward about." That saying was absolutely true, and Blake was a perfect example.

I was at ease now, so I didn't really care about shaming Blake anymore. After quickly wiping him clean, I took out the ointment.

Looking at Blake, who had turned red all over, I was speechless. Where exactly should I apply the ointment?

I decided to just cover as much surface area as possible. It wouldn't hurt Blake, anyway. Still, Blake was embarrassing himself despite his large build. Was it really necessary to tremble that much just because of some ointment?

"Does it hurt that much?" I wondered if I had accidentally grazed Blake's skin just now, so the ointment was stinging it.

I glanced at my hands in confusion. Was I actually quite strong? Or was the towel too coarse?

"I-I'm fine…"

Blake gritted his teeth, fearing that the moan might escape the depths of his throat if he let down his guard. He was almost losing his mind from the torture.

He couldn't restrain his excitement and the shivers at all. He wished he could just abandon all his thoughts and pull me into his arms. He even wanted to viciously and thoroughly make me cry, but his heart would ache too. He feared that it might startle me too much.