Chapter 262 Scrub My Back

In a panic, Michael dashed to the other side of the bed where Charlotte fell and helped her to her feet.
“Did you hurt yourself?” Michael was beside himself with anxiety, running his hands all over her body to feel for bumps.
Feeling abashed, Charlotte said hastily, “I'm fine!”
How embarrassing!
She felt the back of her head again. Though it didn't hurt, a nagging discomfort persisted.
It was a good thing that the bedroom floor was carpeted, or an ugly bruise would have formed.