Chapter 302: This "Physiology" is Not That "Physiology

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Amelia was in the shower when she realized why her waist had been aching faintly.

The side of her waist had likely been forcefully pulled by the seatbelt during the airplane crash landing. The area was extensively reddened, bruised, and swollen—truly concerning at first glance.

However, she could move and bend over, meaning her bones weren't injured. It was most likely just soft tissue bruising.

A bit of ointment would fix it up in no time.

She spent a long while lingering in the bathroom, assuming the man had surely left by now. After putting on her underwear and a bathrobe, she opened the door and stepped out.

Unexpectedly, the moment she looked up, her gaze fell into a pair of deep, waiting eyes.

"Why haven't you left yet?" she asked sharply, instinctively pulling her robe tighter.

Christopher looked at her reaction and chuckled in a mix of exasperation and amusement. "What do you take me for?"