Isabelle’s voice was calm. “Hmm, and then?”
George added, “I’ll help you apply the ointment in the front.”
Isabelle replied, “I think I can handle that myself, right?”
George chose to misinterpret her subtle resistance. “That means it’s still inconvenient for you, so let me do it for you.”
His gaze was clear and earnest, without malicious intent.
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