Chapter 344

Danielle replied, “It’s healing fast. Ross has a strong constitution. He’s already up and walking. The stitches should come out in another week. The doctor is doing his routine check. Want to talk to him?” Her foot was still in a cast, likely for another two weeks.

“No, I’m having lunch. I’ll head out soon after,” Shermaine said. With Danielle’s care, she had no worries about Ross. Besides, they were in the midst of a budding romance; there was no point intruding on their time.

“Alright then, bye.” “Bye.”

The call ended.

After the routine checkup, Ross was still sitting there, his hospital gown hanging loosely open. When Danielle entered, using her crutches, she gently reminded him, “It’s getting chilly. Dress properly.”

Noticing her gaze lingering on him, Ross smiled, “Care to help, Dr. Shelly?”

Danielle would love to. Setting her crutches aside, she bit back a smile. Before fastening his buttons, she leaned down and pressed a kiss to his bandaged wound.

Visibly, Ross tightened his abs, his breath hitching as his ears flushed red. He hadn’t realized Danielle could affect him so much. That kiss alone nearly triggered other reactions.

Danielle deliberately teased him, “I didn’t know you were this easy to fluster.”

Ross didn’t speak. His face burned hotter.

She tugged his gown, grinning. “Didn’t you date someone in high school? That ex even showed up at Sheary’s birthday. Didn’t she reach out again after that?”

To be honest, Ross barely remembered his high-school romance. If Amelia hadn’t reappeared, he would have forgotten her.

Now, with Danielle bringing it up, panic flickered instantly. Worrying she would misunderstand, he immediately explained, “I never liked her. She did reach out later, but I refused to meet.”

Danielle raised an eyebrow. “Oh? Then why did you date her?”

Ross hesitated. “There was another girl who kept chasing me. I had no choice but to use Amelia as a shield.” Using someone like that clashed with his gentle demeanor, but he had to admit he had a darker, more calculating side.

He continued, “I know it was wrong, but Amelia benefited too. I owe her nothing.” Even years later, he had no guilt about it.

Before Ross, Danielle had never dated anyone. Learning about his high-school romance had bothered her. “But when we kissed, you were skilled. It didn’t seem like your first time.”

That one kiss had nearly spiraled out of control. Danielle had been too intoxicating.

Ross swallowed at the memory. “That was just male instinct, and I’m talented.”

Danielle smiled, eyes glittering. Her warm breath grazed his Adam’s apple as she braced her hands on his shoulders, peppering kisses along his jaw. “Fine. But don’t you have questions for me?”

Ross placed his hands on her waist. “No.” His gaze burned. “Danielle, I just want to kiss you.”