"Why did you take care of me?"
Luz was stunned by his question. He had gotten injured saving her, so of course, she would take care of him. She couldn't meet his eyes that were not cold any more.
"Would you still take care of me if I wasn't injured saving you?"
"I..."
She suddenly felt tongue-tied. She didn't know what to say at all. She did not dare to even think of this question, because she didn't want to face the answer.
But Henry seemed adamant on forcing an answer out of her. He placed his hand on hers. "Luz, you still love me, don't you?"
Her motions paused for a second and she stiffened. At that moment, she wanted to throw down the towel and leave this place that made her heart rate speed up abnormally.
Her ex-husband, whom she divorced seven years ago, was asking her if she
