Chapter 40: Actually, you didn't need to work so hard

If her skincare routine failed, and she gained wrinkles, it wouldn't be worth it.

Colin, however, ignored her surprised expression. He picked up the massage oil from the table, applied some to his hands, and began to give her a massage, neither too gentle nor too forceful.

Eranthe looked at his profile and felt strangely guilty again.

She would rather he scolded her directly, called her all sorts of ungrateful names, anything would be better than him silently and earnestly applying medicine to her foot.

With nothing else to do, she decided to turn on the projector. Soon, the large screen in the living room displayed the show she had been watching earlier.

Colin's big palm continued to massage her ankle with just the right amount of pressure. In no time, Eranthe started to feel drowsy, and she rested her eyes, holding onto a throw pillow.

When she came to her senses, things had already taken a turn.

Colin's hand was no longer at her ankle but gradually moving upward. As he lifted her t