Chapter 260 Am I Not Good To Her?

• As a result, in the middle of the night, Milicent Rich felt a bit itchy on her back, but also very comfortable. It seemed like someone was massaging her wound, which had been aching and itching, but now felt surprisingly soothing.
• She was so tired that she didn't open her eyes, just subconsciously whimpered.
• The hand on her back paused, and Hansel Fulbright looked at the sleeping Milicent Rich helplessly, pursing his thin lips. "Damn woman, what am I doing?"