Chapter 606
That was why, even though the fire had burned such a large hole in his clothes, he didn’t react
Celeste felt a lump in her throat, why does she always seem to hit Mason’s sore spot?
She can’t control her mouth!
“I can’t tell if it’s injured, let me help you apply some ointment, just in case”
Mason didn’t refuse.
Celeste took the burn ointment the medical staff gave, squeezed some onto her finger, and carefully spread it over his arm.
Her fingers were cool as they touched Mason’s skin, making his heart tremble.
Even though the sensation was dull, he could feel Celeste’s fingers sliding over his skin.
He stared at Celeste’s face, his throat moving slightly.
“Liam probably thought Ms. Garcia was you, you two have similar colored clothes; he cares about you.”
Celeste paused, “Our clothes are different styles, and Ms. Garcia and I have different body shapes and heights, how blind would he be to mistake us?”
“Maybe the situation was too chaotic…
“I don’t care if he mistook me, I don’t need him to save me!”
Seeing her not looking good, Mason didn’t say anything more.
“Done”
It didn’t take long for Celeste to finish applying the ointment, Mason glanced at his arm, then fell silent.
Celeste had applied a thick layer of ointment all around his elbow
Mason pursed his lips, “You don’t have to apply so much.”
“There’s no harm in applying more, maybe it can even fade the old scars, the instructions said it can remove burn scars.”
“Do you think these scars are ugly?”
Celeste suddenly wanted to slap herself
Why did she have to bring up such a thing!
“Mr. Fletcher, I didn’t mean that,” she hurriedly explained, “I just saw that the box said it could remove scars… I didn’t think the scars were ugly, they look pretty good, wait- not pretty, no, that’s not right, it’s… anyway. I didn’t say it because I thought it was ugly: I don’t think having some scars is anything, I have scars too…”
Mason watched Celeste explaining in a fluster, then chuckled, “I know, I was just teasing you.”
“Celeste, do you know? You’re always very reserved when you’re with me, very formal. I thought we were already friends.”
Celeste said awkwardly, “We are friends.”
Mason looked at her gently, “Come on, we’re friends; there’s no need to be so formal. Every time I help you, you want to pay me back double. Friends don’t do that. You can joke around with me, say whatever you want. I hope we can be more than just employer and employee
There was a specific stiffness in her interactions with Mason. She could joke around with Nicolas and even become good friends with him, but she couldn’t be as close with Mason.
Celeste joked, “Maybe it’s ‘cause you’re a lawyer Regular folks get nervous around lawyers, afraid they might say the wrong thing, give you something to hold against them, and wind up in jail”
Mason chuckled, “Well, lawyers can also help you put other people in jail.”
