Husband With Benefits
Chapter 338: Oh Soup!

Chapter 338: Oh Soup!

As Isabella continued to stand there, Ian felt a little uncomfortable. Why did she not say anything? She wasn’t even inviting him inside. Should he leave now?

With a frown, he cleared his throat," I’d like to talk to you about something. May I come in?"

Isabella, realizing that she’d been standing there foolishly staring at the man, quickly blushed and stepped aside," Yes. I’m sorry. Please come in. Would you like some water?"

"No. Thank you."

Once again, silence reigned as the two people stared at each other before a sudden sound echoed in the room, shaking the two out of their stupor. In unison they turned towards the television where the leads were kissing each other. Her eyes widening at the scene, Isabella quickly raced to the couch and grabbed the remote control, before turning to Ian with a red face," I was watching dramas."

Ian smiled and somehow her red face, made him want to tease her," I can see that, Isabella. Seemed like quite an interesting drama too. You shouldn’t turn it off on my account. I can always wait for you to finish watching and then talk."

"No!" Isabella almost panicked. The thought of watching a drama with another man was impossible. Hurriedly, she latched onto the second part of his sentence," You wanted to talk to me?"

Ian nodded and looked away," Yes. I needed to apologize to you."

"Apologize? For what?"

"For involving you in this mess. I thought we were well prepared for anything that Arabelle might come up with. I only meant to use you as a cover to hide the security. I never thought that you would also be endangered by this. I can’t even imagine what would have happened if you had.."

Isabella was stunned as she saw the guilt in the man’s eyes. She’d never expected him to be concerned and guilty towards her. "You think too much. It was just a coincidence that Nora and I were together. You do not need to apologize..."

As they exchanged these words, Ian’s gaze unintentionally fell on Isabella’s arm, where the bruise from the accident was visible. His eyes narrowed, catching the subtle signs of discomfort she tried to conceal.

"What happened to your arm?" Ian asked," Why didn’t you tell the security team earlier that you’d hurt yourself?"

Isabella’s eyes widened as Ian quickly took hold of her hand and stared at the large black-blue bruise on her arm.

"I... I didn;t realize I’d hurt myself. I did not even know it until this appeared on my arm."

Ian nodded at that and asked, "Where is the ointment?"

"In the kitchen cabinet. I’ll go get it..."

Before she could say more, Ian had already walked over in the direction of the kitchen as he said," It must be when the side mirror hit you and Nora tried to pull you while she you tried to psuh you away. I should have paid attention to that when I saw the clip."

"You saw the clip of the accident?"

"Hmm. There were surveillance cameras around."

"What about the driver..." Isabella asked with some hesitation. She could not help but wonder if the driver had survived. The front of that car had been..."

"The driver survived though he is still in danger. We’ll know in a few hours."

Isabella watched as Ian briskly but somehow naturally pulled her to the couch and had her sit. Next, he opened the first aid box and took her hand in his.

Isabella found herself captivated by the focused determination in Ian’s eyes as he carefully examined the bruise on her arm. His spectacles perched on the bridge of his nose only added to the intensity of his gaze. She couldn’t help but notice the subtle lines of worry etched on his forehead.

"You should have applied the medicine as soon as you saw the bruise." Ian chided gently, his voice carrying a hint of concern.

Isabella bit her lip, momentarily distracted by the proximity of his face. She couldn’t deny the undeniable allure of Ian’s features. The soft glow of lamplight accentuated the angles of his jaw and the way his dark hair fell slightly over his forehead. His long eyelashes would make a girl jealous.

For a moment, she forgot about the throbbing pain in her arm as she marveled at the unexpected tenderness in his touch.

Ian, fully engrossed in the task at hand, took a small jar of ointment and began applying it to the bruise with gentle strokes. Isabella couldn’t help but admire the precision in his movements, the care he took not to cause her any more discomfort.

"Does it hurt?" Ian asked, his eyes flickering up to meet hers.

She shook her head, "Not as much as before. Thank you for doing this."

Ian smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners, and Isabella found herself momentarily breathless. She hadn’t expected such a caring side from a man known for his cold and uncaring demeanor towards those not of his family.

Ian looked up at that moment, and caught her staring at him. She wanted to look away but her body seemed to forget to listen to her.

"What are you looking at?", he asked her seriously.

"You", she blurted out, thoughtlessly. "You’re too beautiful."

Something seemed to shift in that moment. However, suddenly, Ian’s phone rang, interrupting whatever was about to be said. He glanced at the screen and sighed.

"I need to take this," Ian apologized, placing a gentle hand on Isabella’s uninjured arm. "It’s about the ongoing investigation. I’ll be right back."

As Ian stepped away to answer the call, Isabella couldn’t help but reflect on the events of the evening. Somehow, amidst the chaos and concern, she had discovered a new side to Ian – a side that made her appreciate the man behind the composed facade.

And she realised that she might have somehow found someone she could appreciate. "Oh soup! She was gone if she fell for the playboy Frost!"

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