Find Me In Your Labyrinth Chapter 846

Chapter 846 

Xavier was engrossed in his mobile game when he heard Norah’s voice. He quickly grabbed the quilt, slung it around his waist to cover his privates, and turned to look at Norah. “Why are you here? Where’s Damian?” 

Norah had already tumed her back to him, her face flushing red, stuttering, Damian is downstairs settling the bills for the delivery, he asked me to change your dressing 

“No need! You go do your thing, I’ll have someone else come up later 

“Have you, um, covered yourself properly?” Norah asked. 

“All covered” 

Norah took a quiet breath, tumed around, placed the food box on the bedside table, and fetched the new dressing 

“You should pull the quilt down a bit, to expose the wound.” 

“I told you, it’s really not necessary!” 

“Everyone’s busy downstairs, they won’t be up for a while!” Norah spoke casually, trying to lighten the mood. “Don’t be so nervous, you are a man, what are you 

afraid of?” 

Xavier grinned at Norah. “Don’t say things like that to a man. You never know what kind of beast hides under a straight–aced exterior!” 

He lectured her in a patronizing tone 

Norah mised an eyebrow. “What about you?” 

Tm not interested in women!” Xavier replied nonchalantly, reaching for his cigarette on the bedside table 

Norah’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You, you’re into guys?” 

Xavier gave her a glare. “Not being into women means I’m into men? 

Norah muttered, “You’re not into women or men. Are you into trans people” 

“Cough!” Xavier choked on his smoke, coughing violently on the bed. 

Norah couldn’t help but giggle, teasing him, “Don’t worry, whatever you’re into, 1 want judge!” 

“You brat Xavier laughed helplessly 

Norah sat on the edge of the bed, pulled at the quilt covering Xavier exposing his waist. This was the first time she had been this close to a man’s body. Xavier had a great physique, his waist was toned and smooth, muscular but not overly so, perfect like a Renaissance sculpture. 

“Mr. Flemmings, you could try modeling 

“Is that where I wear a tight suit and prance around the catwalk for everyone to see?” 

Norah laughed uncontrollably imagining Xavier strutting on the catwalk in a tight suit, while Xavier quietly smoked his cigarette. 

Norah composed herself, carefully began to remove the bandage on his wound. Those models are showcasing art, you may not like it, but you can’t disrespect it “Why would I disrespect them, everyone has their own way of living, however they choose, it’s their life.” 

“You sure have a way of looking at things!” 

When the bandage came off, the ghastly wound made Norah’s smile vanish. 

She took some iodine to clean the wound, “If it hurts, tell me, I’ll be gentler!” 

“It’s fine, it doesn’t hurt Xavier dismissed her 

Norah thought to herself, how could such a serious wound not hurt? 

She dabbed at the wound with a cotton ball, her arm unconsciously tense, her heart fluttering, and her movements became increasingly gentle 

“You’ve never done this before, have you?” Xavier suddenly asked. 

“What?” Norah looked up in surprise. 

“I mean, you’ve never taken care of someone like this before, right? You don’t have to be so careful, it’s really fine” Xavier felt a bit uncomfortable being treated so tenderly and hoped she would just finish quickly. 

Norah lowered her eyes. I’m not as delicate as you think, I’ve done volunteer work in disaster areas before, the Lamont girl isn’t as pampered as you think!”