Chapter 212

Why didn't he say anything?

Renee's mind was in turmoil, first with Travis's change, and now Carl's silent endurance.

What was real? What was fake?

Looking at the crisscrossing scars, she cautiously asked, "Uncle Carl, does Michael often punish you like this?"

"I'm not stupid," Carl replied nonchalantly.

"Then under what circumstances do you get punished?"

"When others don't use their heads."

"..."

Others, meaning Renee.

So Carl, being the clever fox he was, must know how to protect himself.

Then why did he...

As she pondered, Carl turned his head. "Renee."

"Hm?"

"Had enough of touching?"

Hearing this, Renee snapped back to reality, realizing her hand had been caressing Carl's back the entire time.

She quickly withdrew her hand, awkwardly rummaging through the first aid kit.

"Um... although it's bleeding, it's just a small tear. I'll apply some medicine, but I don't have those special healing patches."

"There are some in my coat pocket," Carl said calmly.

Renee paused