My Home

The car drove into an estate. What came into view was a cloth-dyeing workshop, where two dozen women were shuttling between various colored dyeing vats and flying cloth on bamboo poles. Stretching ahead was a vast tea plantation, and before the rest could be clearly identified, the car had stopped at the entrance of a villa.

Cyril came down with Aurora in his arms, and twelve servants stood respectfully on either side. A young woman in charge instructed two male servants, "Go to help this gentleman."

The two men immediately assisted Lisen inside carefully, Aurora glanced around, "Where have you taken me?"

"My home."

In the middle of the courtyard is a huge fountain that extends out around the river pond to form a semicircle, various valuable plants are staggered in the courtyard, the villa has four floors, the perimeter of the gable is decorated with western line, the middle section uses five kinds of columns of ancient Rome- and Greece-style, the large glass wall is illuminated in the sunlight. This house is a perfect combination of classical art and modern style.

Cyril effortlessly carried her towards the room on the second floor, while Lisen was placed in the other guest room.

After she was carefully placed on the bed, a female doctor came in with a bright smile and introduced herself, "Hello, I'm Cyril's personal doctor, Lily."

Aurora was worried, staring at the doctor in front of her, who looks like underage Lolita...Is she a doctor?

She saw two more girls in white coats, pushing various medical equipment in, and Lily looked meaningfully at Cyril, "Aren't you going out yet?"

Cyril sat back in the chair next to him, arms around his chest, saying, "Do I need to go out?"

This face in Aurora's eyes clearly was not a good intention, she silently rolled a big white eyes.

Do you want to see me make a fool of myself? You daydream!

With teary eyes, she pouted and said injuredly toward Lily, "Pretty sis, be gentle. ..."

Lily looked at such a sultry beauty pampering herself, her whole heart was soft, so she helped her cut the trouser more carefully.

Aurora's entire forehead was seeping with fine beads of sweat because of the pain, her fists clenched, her nails diving deep into her palms. Cyril, sitting on the side, teased, "OMG, I didn't know that Miss Carlsson has two faces?"

She gritted her teeth and turned the charm on him , "I have more than two faces, which one do you want to see, honey?"

This emphatic "honey" made all people in the room shake a little. The assistant who helped disinfect the wound didn't dare to say a word, and Lily was the only one who was moving slowly to treat the wound, as if it was put on slow speed.

"Do you want to laugh?"

With high professional quality, Lily controlled her almost trembling hands.

"No."

Cyril snatched the antiseptic swab from her hand and poked it directly at Aurora's wound.

"Ahhhhh! What the hell wrong with you?" The tears at the corners of her eyes slipped down uncontrollably. She roughly grabbed the hand on her leg, her nails directly scratched the man's arm. Cyril, who was obviously strong, was so easily grabbed by her and pulled over.

"If you don't want me to take revenge on you after I recover, watch out!" She stared at his seductive heterochromatic pupils, he smiled meaningfully.

"How will you get back at me??"

In this back-and-forth tug-of-war, two assistants had finished the examination, "minor calf bone fracture plus local soft tissue injury."

Lily interjected in a serious manner, "This injury is not serious, but it can not be ignored, if you don't have a good rest, it may have after-effect."

"Doesn't she need a cast or something else?" Cyril looked at the hand clutching him and turned back to ask in a flirtatious tone, "Wouldn't Miss Carlsson be lame in case she didn't rest?"

Aurora pushed him away, "Do you take me for a fool?"

She was in so much pain that she had little strength. Even the hand that pushed him was limp, instead it was like flirting.

Cyril saw that her face was pale, her whole body was leaning against the bed, and her expression, despite being well controlled, could still show the pain that she was hiding.

This stupid woman, at this time, still pretended to be strong?

Lily cautiously warned as she put medicine on the wound, "It may hurt, you have to bear with it."

"Well."

She looked away, trying not to look at the wound on her leg, suddenly an arm came up in front of her.

"What are you doing?" She asked rhetorically, looking at Cyril.

"Look at you too poor and give you a comfort."

The sharp pain in her leg came violently, she grabbed the muscled arm in front of her and bit it. Although not as strong as the last time she bit his shoulder, but it still left blood marks.

"Hiss! You're a dog! So fond of biting people!"

Cyril sucked in a cold breath and drew back his arm in pain, "I let you hold it, who let you bite it!"

Lily took care of the wound and instructed, "Don't let the wound get wet when you take a shower. Change the medication regularly every day and try to walk as little as possible, as for the rest..." she glanced at Cyril, "someone will help you arrange your diet."

Before leaving she added, "Miss Carlsson, Cyril likes cats."

Aurora looked puzzled - cats? What does it matter to me if he likes cats?

"What did she mean by that last sentence?"

Cyril raised an eyebrow, "Probably to give me new ideas."