Chapter 323

Stepping out of the bathroom, Giselle put on a real silk robe, her hair half-dried. She sat down on the couch and took out a tube of scar repair cream from under the coffee table. There was hypertrophy in the wound on her wrist. A shallow knife cut had left a scar that stood out conspicuously. It felt bumpy upon touching, yet was quite numb, with little sensation. Only before heavy rain, it would feel itchy. Unsure why, sometimes, Giselle found it to be more accurate than the weather forecast. She applied the medicine on herself, being meticulous and careful not to miss any spot. Once she had spread the cream, she cut a strip of cling film with scissors and applied it on top to let the cream be fully absorbed. Just as she put the cling film on, the doorbell rang from outside. Giselle didn't move. In her apartment at the Jinjiang Residence, only a few people knew the floor number. Harper was in Frystonia. Knowing this excluded all others, leaving just one person. Why would he come? Gise