After Reborn, I Become a Billionaire

Chapter 86 Oscar Treats Hannah's Wound

Hannah arranged Destiny's way out before returning to the room with Oscar.

Once back in her room, Hannah couldn't pretend anymore.

She flopped down on Oscar's bed and said to Oscar, "Go find a maid to help me check the wound on

my back. Your father is pretty ruthless."

"You know the pain now?" Oscar walked over to her.

Hannah didn't bother to talk to him.

She just wanted to get the whip wound taken care of as soon as possible.

Oscar didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

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It wasn't until a moment later that she felt someone undressing her.

She turned around and saw Oscar.

"What are you doing... Ah!" Because of the overreaction, Hannah tore the whip wound on her back,

and tears came out of her eyes in pain.

Looking at Hannah, Oscar frowned and said somewhat seriously, "Don't move."

'Don't move? Then won't I be stripped naked by you?!'

"I asked you to call a maid to come and help me with my wounds, not you..."

Nine days out of ten she would be pulling her hair out.

Oscar didn't listen to her at all, but picked up the scissors and intended to cut off the clothes on her

back that were already stained with blood.

"Oscar..."

"If you move one more time, it will be your flesh that I will cut." After saying that, Oscar deliberately put

the shiny scissors in front of her eyes.

Clenching her teeth, Hannah cursed in her mind.

'You better not let me catch you in need of my help!'

Hannah held back her anger.

Then she felt a chill on her back.

Blushing slightly, she knew that her dress had been cut open by Oscar.

Hannah reassured herself inwardly and told herself not to mind him.

Cutting open her clothes, he didn't move for a long time. Hannah could feel a blazing gaze on her back.

"Oscar!" Hannah was getting mad again.

Before she met Oscar, she had been good at getting ahold of herself.

Even when she was stabbed to death by Charles, she tried her best to endure.

But ever since she met Oscar, she had been never in control of herself.

"Does it hurt?" Oscar asked her suddenly, which contrasted sharply with her cranky voice.

His voice was warm, slow, deep and bewitching, from which Hannah could sense a hint of heartache.

Being comforted by his words, she held back her bad temper and quieted down soon.

"A little bit... Hmm."

Hannah was getting a little weird.

She felt the tenderness of his lips on her back.

He planted a kiss near the wound.

Hannah went bright pink thoroughly, her ears, neck and every skin of her.

She was lying there like a cooked crab, which was completely at the mercy of others.

Oscar's lips left her back.

Looking at Hannah’s back, he could not help but have a smile on his face, where there was affection

and worry behind it.

He reached out and unhooked Hannah's bra.

"Hey..." Hannah's body obviously tensed up.

"Don't worry. Even if I want to caress you, I won't do it now when you can’t move." Oscar smiled

playfully like a tease, "At least when you feel better."

Hannah cursed to herself.

Oscar had been staring at the hideous whip wound on Hannah's white back.

He had suffered once before.

He knew the pain that was still fresh in his mind.

Although he understood her intention, he was startled and painful when seeing her take the hit of the

whip.

He took out a medical swab, dipped it in iodine, and held it to her whip wound.

"Just hold back."

As soon as his words were finished, Hannah felt a tearing pain that made her whole back shiver

involuntarily.

However, she just bit her lower lip tightly and did not make a sound.

Oscar, of course, knew she was in pain.

Thus, he was as gentle as he could be and disinfected the wound slowly.

The room became quiet.

Hannah was sweating profusely while enduring the pain.

For fear of hurting her, Oscar was so careful that he made himself sweaty.

Little by little, time passed.

Oscar finished disinfecting the wound and applied a special ointment to Hannah's back.

"It’s cold..." Hannah couldn't help but cry out.

The ointment made her goose pimples show on her back.

"It'll be fine in a minute," Oscar said gently.

His voice was so warm that she felt as if her body had warmed up.

At that moment, she literally sensed a gentle caress from a big warm hand.

"Oscar!"

"I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, so I am warming you up."

If it weren't for the fear of tearing the wound on her back, Hannah might have jumped up and fought

with him right away.

Oscar chuckled softly.

Then his warm hand left her back.

When he withdrew the hand, Hannah, somehow, felt empty and had a sense of reluctance.

But she didn't say anything.

And Oscar dressed her wound again.

After treating the wound, he gently covered Hannah with a quilt and said, "You should not wear clothes

for now, no bra. I will apply the medicine again for you in the evening. If you make a good recovery, you

can get dressed tomorrow."

So she had to be so nude in his bed until tomorrow... Hannah was thinking of something.

"I'm not interested in a woman who can't move a muscle in bed."

Once again, he pissed her off.

Hannah closed her eyes to keep him out of her sight and her mind.

Seeing that, Oscar smiled.

He laid down on the couch next to her for her company, after organizing the medical kit and putting it

right in the room.

He didn't say a word or play with his phone. He just rested his hands on the back of his head and

looked at the ceiling above his head in a daze.

When Hannah reopened her eyes, she saw Oscar lying there.

The couch was a bit cramped for him to lie on.

But she was not so kind as to let him lie on the bed with her.

In any case, they were not that close to each other.

Besides, she was injured in his house, so he should also take some responsibility for it.

"Is that why you're moving out of your family to live on your own?" asked Hannah.

Oscar blinked and turned his head to look at Hannah.

"Because you knew Karen liked you, so you moved out."

She had not understood at first why Oscar was so indifferent to Karen, whom the whole family favored.

Now she probably knew it.