Chapitre 113: Do you need help changing?

After spending several minutes applying ice on her injury, Damien got up and headed to his closet. When he returned, he gave Katherine a clean white t-shirt. "Change into this. You wouldn't be comfortable to rest in those clothes," he said, referring to her top and jeans.

Gingerly receiving the t-shirt, she swallowed. Did he expect her to be in her underwear only, apart from the shirt? "I can't just walk around wearing only a t-shirt, what about—"

"You can't walk around anyway." The two of them looked at each other before he resigned, turned around and retrieved a pair of boxer shorts from his closet. 

Handing her the pair, he asked with a serious expression, "Do you need help changing?"

"What?" She glared at him, a blush slowly creeping up from her neck.

"I'll be fine. I'm not paralyzed, I merely sprained my ankle. I can still move, I can still walk," she added.