Annabelle turned to the Young Master. “Why not?”
“You’re still injured. I’d like to help you with your recovery for a few days. Once you’re fully healed, I’ll let you go.”
Annabelle opened her mouth to protest, but before she could say anything, the Young Master interrupted her.
“And the wound on your face is quite tricky. It’s a bit deep, and your skin is delicate. I’d prefer to treat it myself for a couple of days until it stabilizes. You wouldn’t want it to leave a scar, would you?”
She certainly didn’t want a scar, but…
“Maybe you could just tell me how to take care of it myself, and I’ll handle it.”
The Young Master let out a faint, bitter smile. “To be honest, I just want you to stay a little longer. I happen to have some free time, and I’ll be staying here in the mountains for
