Chapter 102

At some point, Carl had removed her shoes and socks without her noticing.

"Uncle Carl, what are you doing? This is really uncomfortable!" Renee instinctively tried to pull her foot back, but he held it firmly, indifferent to any dirt or discomfort.

His hands were warm against her skin, and though she didn't want to admit it, her body reacted honestly. The warmth was so soothing that her toes involuntarily curled a little.

Carl continued to hold her foot, his fingers rubbing the top of it with a certain pressure—a mix of pain and ticklishness. He teased, "Uncomfortable?"

Renee bit her lip, refusing to answer.

Carl reached for a spray from the first-aid kit and spritzed it onto her slightly swollen ankle before applying a medicated patch.

Renee watched him silently, confused as to why he was doing this.

Suddenly, something clicked in her mind: Annie.

Carl had promised Annie that he would prevent the recording from spreading.

Almost as soon as the thought crossed her mind, Carl s