Katie carefully wiped the blood and water stains off his back, let him sit on the sofa, and helped him with medicine. Those blue, purple, or bloody scars hurt Katie in the heart. He was so hurt that he didn't even want to say a word, and he didn't want to compromise to his grandfather and beg for mercy. He put it up all by himself, stoic and stubborn.
Why would she feel bad about him? He was bearing this to abandon her and marry Sol, so he deserved the pain! That was how she thought, but she just couldn't help feeling distressed for him.
Nate urged impatiently, "You fell asleep? Get your medicine now."
"Okay." Katie responded with a choked voice, and applied anti-inflammatory medicine to him first. The medicine touched the wound, and the pain made Nate's muscles shudder, but he still h
