chapter 14 It hurts!

Siran said oh and unbuttoned her pajamas.
She didn't act coy. After all, Siran wanted Aaron to apply ointment on her, and there was no need to act pretentious.
After overcoming her embarrassment, Siran generously lowered her unbuttoned pajamas from her shoulders.
A fair and delicate back immediately appeared before Aaron's eyes.
Moreover, Siran's black shoulder straps made her skin look even fairer.
The two thin, shapely curved shoulder blades also accentuated her butterfly vertebrae, which looked so attractive, as if angel wings could grow out of her back.
Siran was simply stunning!
Aaron was not a man without desire.
It was impossible for him to be utterly devoid of desires.
Siran's exposed, slender, and fair waist had tortured Aaron all through yesterday night and prevented him from sleeping well.
And now Siran's back made it difficult for Aaron to stay calm.
It was impossible for a man with typical desires to turn a blind eye toward a beauty like Siran.
Aaron's breathing quickened.
But he kept his emotions under control, looking calm on the surface. "The wound is under the shoulder strap, and you should take off the shoulder strap as well."
"Oh."
Siran felt a burning pain in her back.
It hurts as if her skin had been torn off.
As she took off her strap, Siran asked, "How badly am I hurt?"
Aaron looked at her clumsy movements and then at her wound. "You have a huge gash, and the wound is a bit deep. If you leave it untreated, it may become infected."
No wonder it hurts so much!
Siran was hit on the back with a stool while she protected Cara during the fight.
After the first strike that broke the stool, Siran was hit hard on the back several times.
It would be strange for Siran to be unhurt after that happened.
She exerted strength to put her arm behind her back to unclasp the shoulder straps and felt a pull that caused a stinging pain in her back.
Siran slowed down her movements.
She tried to use more force but couldn't, so she said while exerting force.
"Those gangsters are so arrogant that they even dared to tease a breastfeeding woman in public. If there was no one around, I wonder what they would do to Cara."
"Cara was the one that was bullied by them?" Aaron asked, "I thought it was you."
Siran said mockingly, "No. I'm so skinny, and have nothing to show. I'm not beautiful, and I guess men are not into a woman like me. Meanwhile, Cara gained some weight after giving birth. Her figure looks just right and curvy."
Aaron replied, "Who said you are not good-looking? I think you're gorgeous."
Aaron didn't deny the truth.
Meanwhile, Siran didn't speak further.
This was not the first time someone praised her for her good looks.
But Siran felt embarrassed to hear these words being spoken by Aaron.
Her back hurt so much that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't unclasp her shoulder straps.
"You're so slow."
Aaron reached out, grabbed her shoulder strap, and gently unclasp it.
"Hiss..." Aaron's actions were too rapid and rough, hurting Siran again.
"Does it hurt that much?" Aaron had no idea that Siran felt like a knife had slashed through her skin when the shoulder straps swept across her wound.
Aaron really had no mercy for a damsel in distress.
Siran muttered in her heart.
But she said, "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt that much. Please help me apply the ointment."
Siran didn't dare to be fussy.
And had never tried to act in a way to gain pity from others.
Growing up, no one loved her.
Her mother abandoned her and remarried, while her father went out of the state to work and married another woman, so Siran was left in her grandmother's care.
Her grandmother didn't like Siran because she was a girl, so she cared for Siran reluctantly without showing her love. Her grandmother treated Siran like a dog whenever she fed her.
Nobody ever pitied her.
In return, Siran didn't dare to ask for love from others.
There was no point in being pretentious.
Siran gritted her teeth and held on.
In fact, when Aaron applied the antiseptic to her wound, the pain was so overwhelming that Siran's body shook. Yet, she didn't dare to tremble.
She held on without making a sound as her body tensed.
Aaron felt her tight muscles and halted in his actions. "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt." Siran gritted her teeth and shook her head.
Aaron knew that she was in pain and she was barely trying to endure the suffering, so he stated in an annoyed tone,
"You will have to bear the pain even if it hurts. Who told you to go out for a barbecue session in the middle of the night? If you don't want this kind of thing to happen again, don't go out late at night."
Siran knew that asking Aaron to head out in the middle of the night was indeed a bit troublesome.
It was only standard that he was frustrated.
She apologized again, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Her polite manner distressed Aaron. His voice softened, "Bear with me a little longer."
He took a new cotton swab and dipped it in the antiseptics.
This time, Aaron's movement was more gentle and slower.
Siran could clearly feel his gentleness and caution.
Aaron was not as cold as he seemed outwardly, for he knew how to care for others!
Siran felt it was indeed much better to have someone to accompany and live with her than to be alone like before.
At least someone would help apply ointment on her when she was wounded.
She felt the flash marriage she entered with Aaron was a good idea.
Yes.
It was a fantastic idea.
"I've finished applying the antiseptics," Aaron said, "Do you have any anti-inflammatory or analgesic ointment? I'll apply them for you as putting on antiseptics alone is useless."
"Rummage through the box containing the antiseptics. There is a bottle of ointment that has both anti-inflammatory and analgesic properties in it. It should work well on my wound." Siran had her back toward Aaron.
Aaron went through the box. "I can't find it."
"Look properly. I put it together with the antiseptics."
"Nothing." Aaron rummaged through the box again.
Siran frowned.
That was strange as she remembered she put the ointment and the antiseptics into the box together.
In a hurry, she turned around, lowered her head, and rummaged through the box, not noticing that she was not wearing a shirt at the moment.
Just like that, Siran displayed her perfect and sexy upper body before Aaron.
Meanwhile, Aaron saw what he shouldn't have seen.
Siran's soft boobs bounced and swayed before his eyes.
His mind and awareness were mesmerized by the sight before them, and Aaron found that he was unable to dodge his eyes away as he stared at Siran's boobs.
It was in the nature of men to be attracted by such a scene.
But Aaron was not a pervert. Even if he was attracted to Siran's body in a primal way, his gaze was still polite and gentlemanly.
Siran, on the other hand, immediately realized that she had been seen naked by Aaron, and she quickly turned around.
She was deeply embarrassed.
This was the first time that a man had seen her bare upper body.
But what was the point of acting coy?
The man before Siran was her husband. If he had seen her naked, then let it be. After all, she requested him to apply the ointment for her.
"I'm sorry!" Aaron apologized politely.
Siran tugged the strand of hair behind her ear. "It's okay."
She reached out, fumbled for the box, and brought it in front of her. Then she found the bottle of ointment and handed it to Aaron, who was behind her.
"Please apply this on my back."
Aaron took the ointment and looked at it. It did have the properties of relieving pain and reducing inflammation. Afraid that Siran would be in pain, he didn't dare to touch her wound when he sprayed the ointment on Siran cautiously.
Siran could feel his attentiveness.
Siran's pajamas were stained with the ointment after Aaron was done.
Aaron noticed and said, "Don't put your clothes back on first. I'll get you a fresh set."
"They are in the cabinet." Siran couldn't just stand up as she was still half-naked.
Aaron took another pair of pajamas and handed them to Siran. "You can put on your clothes now, so you don't catch a cold as the air-conditioner is on."
"Thanks!"
Mateo eavesdropped their conversation outside the door by putting his ear on it.
Although it was a rental house, the sound insulation of the door was pretty good.
Hence, Mateo couldn't hear Siran and Aaron's words clearly.
Did the young couple talk about taking off their clothes or putting on their clothes?
It seemed like they were talking about putting on clothes.
Mateo mused, "Did my aloof son, who had never had sex before, get intimate with Siran?"
But why did they put their clothes back on so quickly?
That was impossible. Mateo knew Aaron's endurance level well.
Mateo wanted to continue eavesdropping when the door creaked and opened.