Chapter 5 A Big Error

"I swear I didn't mean to!" she squeaked.

"It's just... the award ceremony on TV caught my attention. The woman who won... she looked stunning. I got a little distracted."

She stumbled over her words, then blurted, "It's not bleeding, right? I tried to check earlier, but it's too dark down there. I couldn't see anything clearly..."

The moment the words left her mouth, Mia wanted the earth to swallow her whole. Why-why-had she said that?

"What do you mean 'too dark?'" Henry snapped, glaring at her like a porcupine with all its quills up.

His gaze was sharp and piercing, as though he wanted to skin her with it.

"Are you calling me dirty now?"

Even if he hadn't taken a proper shower since his injury, he'd still been given sponge baths daily. Was she suggesting that Steward Mason had done a sloppy job?

"No-no, that's not what I meant," Mia said quickly, her cheeks practically glowing red.

Her brain had clearly shut down from the pressure, because she heard herself add, "I've never seen that part of a man's body before..."

"You're thirty. Don't try to act like you're some naive little girl!" Henry replied, his voice dripping with irritation.

Mia Brock blinked her eyes while looking at Henry with innocent looks.

Henry suddenly didn't know how to continue. "This woman isn't a thirty-year-old virgin, is she? No wonder she's acting like a horny female monster, trying to find all kinds of excuse to scrub me. It's so creepy," he thought.

However, what made him feel even more creeped out was the fact that his body had actually reacted to her.

Was he too sex-starved to be picky now?

He shivered, then said to Mia, "Go downstairs and tell Chloe to call Dr. Greg. Call Ton William too."

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Worrying that her careless act might have hurt Henry Carter made Mia nervous.

"It's none of your business! Just go and talk to Chloe."

A slightly embarrassed expression flashed across Henry's eyes as he responded. His tone was even meaner than before.

Mia went downstairs to inform Chloe, then came back up right away. She felt restless, as she was afraid of being fired by this nit-picking young master.

After all, her college fund was depending on this job.

Fortunately, Henry Carter didn't shout at her again after she came back upstairs, but laid still on the bed, eyes wide opened. His pajama top was still unbuttoned, exposing his chest.

Mia intended to button up his top as she worried that he might catch a cold, but before her hand even touched his cloth, he yelled at her "don't touch me!"

"I've committed a big error," Mia thought.

He wouldn't even let her touch him now, so how was she supposed to take care of him from now on?

"Mr. Carter, I... really didn't do it on purpose."

She hadn't intended to see anything inappropriate-let alone linger there while cleaning. It was purely accidental, and she certainly hadn't meant to cross any lines.

Mia had no intention of doing anything indecent.

Henry Carter let out a low snort, his expression unreadable, before turning his handsome face away without saying a word.

...

In about twenty minutes, Dr. Greg showed up in the bedroom. He was wearing a pair of glasses, looking gentle and elegant.

But before he could ask any questions, Henry threw a sideway glance at Mia and said to her, "Go downstairs."

"But... As your carer, I need to know about your physical condition to take better care of you, right?" asked Mia with hesitation.

"Go downstairs, or you can pack your bags and go home!" Henry Carter warned her with a dark face.

"Close the door when you leave!"

Mia had no other choice but to turn and leave. When she was about to close the door, a figure in blue clothing rushed up in a hurry, shouting, "Hen, Hen, why did you call me so urgently? What happened?"

Mia staggered and almost fell.

Hen?

"Oh my, what a disgusting nickname." she thought.

"I've told you not to call me that," Henry Carter's furious voice could be heard from the bedroom, "I'll break your legs when I recover, believe it or not."

"Henry, don't be like this, we're friends," the man in blue said, grinning cheekily. "If you can get on your feet, I wouldn't dare call you that."

Mia and the man saw each others' faces. He was wearing a blazer and a pair of jeans, looking to be about Henry Carter's age.

He had a chiseled face, full lips, and white teeth, and looked like a kind and big-hearted man from an ink painting.

"Buddy, is that a new carer?" Ton William glanced at Mia quickly, then walked into the bedroom and conveniently shut the door.

A look of concern was shown in Mia's face as she went downstairs. She sincerely hoped that there was nothing seriously wrong with Henry.

In the bedroom, Henry Carter's chest heaved, as he was so mad at Ton William. He believed that he had made a mistake to call Ton over.

He took a deep breath and turned his eyes to Dr. Greg with a slightly strange expression, then cleared his throat and said, "Dr. Greg, I remember that you were responsible for my recovery seven years ago when I had that accident in the army. At that time you said that my... thing.. is... uh... But today, I suddenly felt that part of my body have an erection..."