Mary said, “It should be a sniper rifle. I saw the blurry figure of that person. In fact, he looked a little like the man in black who had been following me. I don't know if it's my just imagination…”

“It's that person!”

Monroe had already disinfected Mary. When he lowered his head, a strong murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

He had already seen that person across the street.

That person's actions were suspicious, so he did not make a sound at first, until Adela's voice disturbed that person's actions!

If they had waited a few seconds for that to person make a rash move, then Monroe would definitely have retaliated!

At that time, he did not know that that person had hurt Mary, if he had known, he would definitely have crushed him into pieces!

d.a.m.n it!

Monroe was extremely vexed. He lowered his head to look at Mary again. This girl still surprised him.

Sending a stranger home…fighting alone with a stranger…

Although she was slightly injured, she still found her organization in the heavy rain.

She knew how to shoot and to even dodge a sniper!

Why would an ordinary girl know these?! How many secret abilities did she have that he didn't know about?

Moreover, regarding the wound on her hand. She should be in pain, but she didn't cry out. Instead, she looked normal and chatted with him.

Could it be that she had hurt her pain receptors?

When Monroe placed the band-aid, he was a bit rough, and Mary frowned slightly.

Monroe said, “Sorry, I thought you weren't afraid of Pain.”

Mary replied, with a sad face, “Ouch, it hurts so much, Monroe…”

Monroe rolled his eyes.

Hugh was right. This girl was a drama queen.

After the wound was treated, Mary took anti-inflammatory drugs and antibiotics and after a while, someone brought hot soup and hot rice.

Monroe took it and slammed the door with a bang!

Mary sat on the sofa and shrank her neck. She didn't dare to move as she waited for Monroe to come over with a tray.

Monroe personally brought the hot sweet corn soup to Mary's mouth. “Open your mouth!”

Mary obediently took a bite and immediately wrinkled her nose. She opened her mouth and said, “It's too hot…”

Monroe's hand paused for a moment, and his expression was a little stiff.

This was the first time he had fed someone.

Mary had wanted to say that she could eat by herself. After all, her other hand was fine, but Monroe scooped up another spoonful of soup and blew on it.

Mary didn't know why, but when she saw Monroe like this, she thought he was…cute, so, she opened her mouth again obediently.

“Mmm… delicious! Thank you, Monroe!” Mary smiled with her eyes curved like two crescent moons.

Monroe looked at her smile, and the pent-up anger in his heart seemed to dissipate at this moment…

In the end, Mary finished a bowl of sweet corn soup, and she also ate a light pasta dish with tomato sauce.

After eating and drinking, Mary wanted to sleep again.

So, just as Monroe got up and picked up the cutlery on the dining table, he looked back and saw that Mary had fallen asleep on the sofa with her head tilted.

Monroe carried Mary back to the room and put her on the bed.

Just as he was about to pull the blanket over her, Monroe's gaze fell on Mary's slightly open chest.

His eyes widened and his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably. He sat down by the bed and looked down at Mary's beautiful little face.

He reached out and gently brushed away the hair on Mary's face. His large hand came to Mary's lips that were as beautiful as red roses.

His fingers gently rubbed on her lips. Feeling her softness, Monroe's lower body began to swell and ache, his pants becoming tighter…

In this world, any woman he wanted was just a hook of his finger!

Other than Mary, he had never tried so hard to reject someone!

But the more he rejected her from the bottom of his heart and pretended to be estranged from her, the more he seemed to be attracted to her!

What kind of logic was this?

Could it be… that he really had a crush on this girl?