Chapter 1241

Vicky raised her voice as she was on the brink of losing her temper. "The doctors said you can't get out of bed! Your wounds can reopen at the slightest movement! Do you want to get stitched up again?!" "I want to take a shower," he said expressionlessly. "You are in a weak state, and you can't shower," she asserted. "I will be careful." "Careful?" Vicky sneered. "You can't even walk properly, so how are you going to be careful? Let's say you manage to keep your wounds away from water—but you'll still catch a cold. If you catch a cold at your current state, you'll come down with a fever, and that'll send you right back into the ICU!" Tyler did not waver. "That's none of your business." Vicky was already angry, and hearing him say such things made her seethe. "Fine, whether you take a bath or not has nothing to do with me." She stood over him, her voice cold and threatening. "I can stop you from taking a bath. Let's see what you can do!" With that, she grabbed the chain she had u