Spoiled by the Silver Fox

By now, he had become incredibly gentle.

His hand was on the back of her head, stroking down through her hair, his voice gentle as he said, "All right, I got it; don't lie."

"I won't lie! I'm very well-behaved!"

"Mmm, you're the best behaved."

In Sullivan's private lounge, his assistant had been kicked out.

He sat alone in a chair, pulling up his shirt and turning his head to look in the mirror. His back was injured again.

When he was alone, Sullivan no longer held back. His handsome face twisted up in pain.

His forehead was covered in cold sweat.

With a difficult posture, he dipped a cotton swab into the ointment, applying it bit by bit to his back.

Suddenly, the door to the lounge was kicked open from outside.

Sullivan quickly dropped his shirt.

Sigh, what a waste of ointment.

Sullivan's assistant frowned, "Sir, I told you, you can't just barge in like this. Sullivan will be pissed."

However, Sullivan was really chill about it; he wasn't angry at all. He just said to his assistant, "You can go out and close the door." "Yes, Sullivan."

The assistant left and closed the door, leaving only Sebastian standing by the door, his gaze deeply fixed on Sullivan's back.

The air was filled with the scent of the ointment.

Sebastian sensed something, so he took the initiative to walk over, picking up the ointment and cotton swab from the cabinet, "Need help applying the medicine?" Sullivan's face turned a bit weird, "Did she tell you?"

"Mmm... she saw it when you saved her."

Sullivan helplessly turned around, lifting his shirt.

Sebastian saw the dense scars covering his entire back. His pupils contracted.

But he didn't ask anything, silently taking the ointment and applying it to him with the cotton swab.NôvelDrama.Org © content.

The moment the cotton swab touched his skin, Sullivan's sharp intake of breath didn't stop.

Sebastian said, "If it hurts, you can yell out, I won't mind."

Sullivan said unhappily, "I mind."

"Oh, forget I said anything then."

As Sebastian carefully applied the

Sullivan stared at the mirror in front of him, "I saw y once when you were a

et

Sebastian's hand froze for a moment as he asked, "When was that?"

"Was it your third or fifth birthday party? It's been so long I forgot."

"What was the scene you saw?"

"Your parents were doting on you. You were the darling of the family."

"Were you jealous?"

"Mmm... I was."

"Did the Henry family massacre have anything to do with you?"

"Yeah, it did."

"Did Rebecca avenge you?"

"Yes. I sought her help."

"She's pretty ruthless. She's killed quite a few people even before she was of age."

Sullivan said, "I know she's ruthless, that's why I sought her. Those people deserved to die."

"What kind of grudge could make you wipe out your own family?" Sebastian asked with a frown.

"A Ingram Insulting my mother. , you probably don't want

to know this. It might upset you."

"I've heard a lot of unpleasant things; one more won't hurt."

Sullivan laughed at that. He said, "This might change your view."

"If you want to talk about it, go ahead. If not, I won't force you."

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Sulli Were the dark things in

Sullivan's memory, the things

kept deep in his heart, unwillingnet e with anyone. Cont whet