Sylvia was surprised and kept her distance from Eric. It was difficult for her to believe he was still thinking about such things while nursing injuries. Furthermore, she wasn't ready for that, despite their reconciliation. She might not be angry anymore, but she certainly wasn't prepared yet.

Eric looked puzzled. "What's wrong? I'm not going to devour you. You took a solid elbow from that fighter. I just want to check it out. Don't worry. I can control myself."

He ended up with a bruise after taking an elbow strike, not to mention Sylvia.

Sylvia stuck out her tongue, realizing she had jumped to conclusions. She turned away from Eric and removed her clothes, showing her flawless, pale skin.

Eric was at a loss for words and swallowed hard. His throat went dry as he admired her.

As Eric had yet to say anything, Sylvia asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Eric exhaled and shifted his gaze away from her. He noticed a bruise on her back as well. He picked up the medicine she had prepared