Chapter 395

Sharon glared at the immaculately dressed and aristocratic-looking man.

Simon was standing in front of her. He squinted his eyes with a half-smile, asking, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Y-You have the gall to ask me that question?!” Her cheeks were thoroughly flushed red. He pondered whether she was angry or embarrassed.

He leaned down, propping his long arms on her side with a rascally smile on his lips. Then, he replied, “Hmm??”

Sharon took a deep breath, and the redness on her cheeks spread toward her ears instead.

The man’s eyes slightly deepened as he said in a low voice, “Sorry.”

She never expected him to apologize.

Now, she subconsciously wanted to hide, yet she continued staring at him nervously. “What are you planning on doing now?”

“Apply some ointment on you.” He really had a tube of ointment in his hand.

Ointment?

Before she could recover her senses, she scoffed. “I don’t need it!”

Simon frowned with a serious yet calm look on his face while saying, “D