Chapter 970

But it was impossible.

Wilfred quickly snapped out of his thoughts and returned to reality. He knew he could never be Nash. He was Wilfred.

Even if he could not stand by Nina’s side as a lover, he could be a friend, a brother. He had dedicated his life to her, and that would have to be enough.

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When Nash returned to the bedroom with the medicine, Nina had already finished her bath. Her damp hair fell loosely around her shoulders, filling the room with a faint scent of roses.

Nash quickly wrapped a towel around her hair. "Lower your clothes a bit so I can apply the medicine."

"Okay," Nina complied, and Nash carefully began applying the ointment, his touch gentle.

He even blew softly on her skin to ease any sting from the medicine. He was so worried that the medication might irritate her wounds, that she might feel pain.

But in truth, this kind of pain was nothing to Nina. She recalled her early days as a war journalist, how clumsy she had been amid the chaos of war.

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