Chapter 950: His Wife Won't Let Him Go Home Tonight

After eating, they slowly went back home. Daphne told him to sit on the sofa and went to get iodine volts under the coffee table, intending to disinfect his wound. Just as she removed his band-aid, she heard him ask, "Have you ever been to Sydney?" Daphne froze in confusion. "No. " She looked at the scabbed wound as she spoke, asking, "How does it hurt? I see that the wound seems to be recovering. If it still hurts badly, could it be a concussion?" Donald was silent. He said thoughtfully, "It's fine. It doesn't hurt that much. Just do it casually." Despite what he said, Daphne gave him all-around disinfection before reapplying the band-aid and said solemnly, "If you're still in pain tomorrow, go to the hospital." Donald nodded, and as Daphne turned to throw the swab, he asked again, "Have we met before? I mean, earlier than when we met at the police station." Daphne paused, turned her head and smiled, "I don't think so." "Then why did you say I saved you twice last night?" D