Chapitre 32: Lifestyle Of the Filthy Rich

Nathaniel gulped standing in front of Leander. What should he say to him when he asks why she bled? He didn't know if Leander is that dumb or if he was testing him.

"Aren't you a doctor?" Leander grumbled. "Why can't you tell me why?"

"It's her-hy… her hymen broke," Nathaniel told the truth. "You fingered~"

"Hy-?" Leander raised his brows. "She is a vir- She is-was a…"

It was Leander's turn to stutter. How is that possible?

Nathaniel stood rubbing his arms. The wind was chilly on the terrace. He didn't know why Leander wanted to chill out here of all the warm places in his big house.

"Will she need any medications?" Leander asked fisting his hands. His hands didn't stop shaking.

"She doesn't want any. So…" Nathaniel observed Leander's hands to see if he pulls out his gun.