Chapter 112 Orders (2/2)

”Feed you? Your legs are hurt, not your hands.” He was playing tricks on her on purpose.

”I'm a patient.” John spoke in a low, clear, and powerful voice, not sounding at all like an injured patient.

It was her fault that he was hurt, so she had no choice. She picked up a bottle of water and unscrewed the cap angrily. John was stunned, feeling like the cap was somewhat his head.

Nina seemed like she wanted to rip his head off like she did the bottle cap.

Was she angry?

Well, he was also angry.

”No.” John refused to drink. He ordered the driver to drive.

Nina paused, her face darkening like a looming thunderstorm. ”Fine. If you don't want to drink it, I'll drink it.”

Then, she tipped the bottle into her mouth and downed the contents.

Upon their return to North Yard, Nina was in a hurry to take a shower and change her clothes, but John stopped her. He said in a gentle and calm voice, ”I want to take a shower.”

”Then go ahead and take a shower. I won't stop you. You don't need my permission.” Nina was confused. She looked at John with bewildered eyes.

With a cunning smile, John teased, ”You serve me, remember?”