Chapter 211 Gives Me the Creeps

• The scalpel stopped an inch away from Greg's wrist, the light bouncing off the tip of its blade reflected in his dark eyes, bringing out the bright amusement in his gaze.
• Abigail could not bear to hurt him in the end, which made her furious as she kept the scalpel with a grim look on her face. "Go away!" she snapped. Was he so ready to have his nerves mutilated by me? I could have rendered his hands useless if I had not stopped myself in time. Sure, I could always mend the nerves after they were cut, but his hands would never be able to function like before.
• The thought of how close she had come to damaging the nerves in his hand made her shudder, but he had already known that she would not hurt him. Exasperated and embarrassed, she shoved her elbow against his stomach. Caught off-guard, he let out a low grunt at the sudden impact and quickly released her from his embrace.