A Beauty With Multiple Masks – Chapter 0332

That lengthy wound shaped like a centipede extended from her wrist to the tip of her fingers when Larissa measured her own palm against it.

She could not imagine how Arielle was able to stitch up such a gruesome gash without flinching as the sight of it made her own skin crawl. At the same time, she also felt sorry for her.

When she looked over at the other woman, she found that apart from being more pallid than before, she had nary a frown on her.

My word. They are really badass, these two.

After Arielle had carefully treated every single injury on the woman’s body, she helped her into a fresh change of clothing that was loose and comfortable. Her own back, though, had become slick with her own perspiration once all these were done with.