Reyes carefully wiped some medicine with his fingertips.
“Does it hurt?”
Toya said honestly, “It hurts.”
Her voice was cold and indifferent. She did not mean to act coquettishly or pitifully, but she felt that there was no need to pretend to be tough.
Reyes moved even more gently.
The medicine was cold and the man used just the right amount of strength. It made Toya feel very comfortable and she felt sleepy again.
“How did you get it?”
There was a little hostility in Reyes’s voice.
Toya yawned again and said curtly, “Fighting.”
“Who were you fighting with?”
“Anna.”
The girl’s voice was getting more and more weak, as if she would fall asleep at any moment.
Reyes guessed. “Anna Madison?”
Toya acknowledged that it was her.
Reyes pressed her. “Did she bully you?”
Toya snorted unhappily since she thought Reyes had called her weak.
It sounded like whining. Or—moaning.
She then gasped. “It hurts.”
Reyes’s attention was diverted by this moan. He couldn’t control the strength in his hand for a moment. Hearing her cry out in pain, he hurriedly returned his attention to his hand.
Toya was unhappy that she was hurt by him. She retorted unhappily, “I wasn’t bullied. It was a fight!”
Anna was much more seriously injured than Toya.
Reyes, as if he were coaxing a child, didn’t argue with her on whether she was fighting or being bullied. He followed her lead and asked, “Why fight?”
Toya was too sleepy to speak. She ended the topic impatiently. “What business is it of yours?”
She was willful and arrogant.
Reyes was speechless.
He could actually guess that Anna Madison was from the Toya family.
Besides, she was in the information he found today. Anna, her niece, a year older than Toya.
He pursed his lips and changed the topic. “Didn’t you blow your hair?”
“No.”
Her shoulder hurted. It wasn’t convenient, so she didn’t blow dry it.
Reyes finished applying the medicine and came over with a wireless hair dryer.
He didn’t ask for Toby’s permission and blew her hair.
Toya’s eyes were closed. She hadn’t really fallen asleep, but she wasn’t far from it.
Since Reyes was going to serve her, she was happy to play along.
In the past, when she was at home, it was always the maids who helped her blow her hair dry. There was nothing wrong with being helped.
Toya fell asleep.
Reyes blew the last of his hair dry and couldn’t help but rub his hand over it.
The hair that had just been blown dry was fluffy. It felt good to the touch and had a fragrance.
He tidied her hair and covered her with the blanket on the bed.