Chapter 132

"Then stand up on your own," Ethan said. Grace braced herself against the wall, slowly pushing to her feet. Her thigh was wrapped in gauze, and now, the bandage was clearly stained with fresh blood. Ethan's eyes lingered on the red spot for a few seconds before he slowly extended a hand. She carefully took it and steadied herself, muttering softly, "Thanks." He paused for half a minute, letting the silence hang in the air before he exhaled softly. By the time Grace was back in the bedroom, her face had gone pale. Ethan retrieved the first aid kit and gently unwrapped the gauze around her leg. The injury was on her upper thigh, so she had no choice but to roll her skirt all the way up, revealing her long legs. At first, she felt awkward, but Ethan didn't so much as glance at her legs. He quickly cleaned and rewrapped the wound, then turned away without a word. Grace had wanted to say something, or maybe ask something, but Ethan was already walking off. He placed the kit aside and