Kenyon held Ellen's ankle in one hand while applying the ointment.
Kenyon wore disposable rubber gloves. The ointment was cool and could ease the pain.
It was so soothing that Ellen curled her toes. She could hear her heartbeat clearly.
Kenyon saw it, but he remained indifferent and expressionless.
After applying the ointment, Kenyon took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can. He also threw the liquid food that Jamie placed on the table.
Then, Kenyon left. After a while, he came back with some food and rolled the bed up.
"Should I feed you, or do you eat it yourself?" Kenyon asked politely.
Ellen was still thinking about what Kenyon did to her. She didn't react until Kenyon asked her for the second time and reached out to take the food.
"I'll eat it myself."
The back of their hands touched each other. Kenyon said, "Don't move. Let me help you."