Chapitre 124: Culprit

"What are you thinking about?'' Esme waved her hand in front of the man who was lost in his thoughts, ''Is it still hurting?'' his injuries were so deep that she could not help but worry if it had caused some permanent damage. 

''Very much,'' Aleister winced. 

Esme's heart ached, ''I will help you with everything. Just focus on recovering.''

"Everything?'' he glanced at her with a pitiful expression on his face. 

Esme nodded again, ''But you need to tell me about what happened yesterday.'' 

Aleister glanced at the glass of water on the bedside table, ''I am thirsty.'' 

Esme pushed herself to her feet and picked up the glass of water from the table before extending her hand towards him, ''Here.'' 

He showed no sign of moving his hands. He puckered up his lips instead. 

The corner of her lips twitched. Esme pointed her finger at herself, quietly raising a brow.