Benjamin was well aware, but he just hoped that he and Martina could reconcile, even if it meant resorting to some underhanded tactics.
Seeing Benjamin's unwavering expression, it was as if he would really go and wash by himself if Martina didn't agree.
At that moment, Martina could only compromise. After all, it was because of his injury, and she couldn't simply ignore it.
In the end, Martina had no choice but to reluctantly take a clean towel and follow behind Benjamin, saying, "I'll help you wash."
At the same time, she got some plastic wrap from the front desk to better protect the wound from getting wet.
Ensuring that everything was in order, Benjamin entered the bathroom, and Martina followed suit.
Unnoticed by Martina, Benjamin couldn't help but curve his lips into a pleased smile. Clearly, he had everything under his control.