"Not bad." Gale nodded in satisfaction.

"I rarely see you so obedient."

"Gale, are you trying to educate me?" Shawn asked.

She paused and suddenly felt guilty. "Hehehe, I am just kidding."

"Did you forget what you've done? Faking death, forging identities, living under Molly's name, hiding me from Joshua..." Shawn asked.

"Oh! I'm done applying the medicine. Be careful not to touch water!" Gale deliberately interrupted him loudly.

She discarded the cotton swab and gently blew on his wound. A cool breeze swept through.

"All done. You can put on your shirt now. I'll reapply the medicine when we get home tonight," Gale said.

She handed him the shirt.

Shawn sat straight, slowly buttoning it up. However, his gaze remained fixed on Gale.

She really messed up this time. How could he exploit it?

He had to think carefully.

Gale dared not meet his eyes, avoiding his gaze.

"Gale, I'm not done talking about this," Shawn spoke lightly.

Her face drooped.

The inevitable had come; she c