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Chapter 55

Itโ€™s just that with him here, I find it inconvenient to do anything. Seeing that he showed no intention of leaving for a long time, I also didnโ€™t want to bother with him anymore. I picked up my bag and prepared to go upstairs to take a shower. This time, he didnโ€™t come over to hug me. I leaned on the railing and hobbled upstairs.

As soon as I entered the room, I heard the sound of a car engine coming from the yard downstairs. He still left. I felt a little bit off, hoping he would leave quickly.

But he really left, and I felt a little lost in my heart. I leaned absentmindedly against the door panel for a while, then dragged my weary body into the bathroom. My ankle was still swollen like a steamed bun, and I didnโ€™t know if it would go down by tomorrow. Thinking about the workload for the whole day tomorrow, I felt a bit scared. But I had just joined the company, so it wasnโ€™t really appropriate to take leave.

I took off my clothes and stood absentmindedly under the shower, thinking about whether I should go to the hospital later. But it was late at night and I didnโ€™t have a car, so going to the hospital would be such a hassle. If I had known earlier, I would have had Reynaldo take me to the hospital just now and then let him leave.

Feeling frustrated in my heart, I suddenly slipped. I exclaimed and instantly fell backwards. I fell heavily to the ground, and for a moment, I was in so much pain that I couldnโ€™t even stand up. This person had a stroke of bad luck, even slipping while taking a shower. I sat on the ground, wrinkling my face as I rubbed my sore lower back and buttocks, trying to stand up. I tried several times, but it didnโ€™t work. My swollen ankle couldnโ€™t bear any weight at all, and my painful lower back and hips couldnโ€™t exert any force either. I helplessly stared at the showerhead above me, and my heart sank again.

At this moment, there was a sudden knocking sound at the door. โ€œWhat happened?โ€

I was startled. Reynaldoโ€™s voice? He didnโ€™t leave?

Before I could even answer, the door of the bathroom was pushed open. I panicked and frantically tried to cover my body, screaming, โ€œDonโ€™t come in!โ€

Butโ€ฆ he still came in. The man stood at the door, his eyes gazing deeply at me. I turned my face away in embarrassment, feeling like I had lost face for my entire life.

Reynaldo walked over. I protected my chest, and my face uncontrollably burned up. He squatted in front of me and smiled lightly at me, saying, โ€œIf I donโ€™t come in, do you want to climb out by yourself?โ€

I lowered my gaze and remained silent. Thinking about my own miserable appearance, I felt so frustrated that I wanted to cry.

Reynaldo sighed lightly and lifted me up. He lowered his gaze and looked at my blushing face, and chuckled, โ€œItโ€™s not like I havenโ€™t seen it before, why are you so embarrassed?โ€

The situation was different. At this moment, I felt more embarrassed than shy. He placed me on the armchair and casually threw a bathrobe at me. I hurriedly put it on, my face still burning intensely.

He stared at me for a few seconds and chuckled. โ€œYou feel embarrassed about this? Last time, you came to me to borrow money and even wore funny pajamas.โ€

I frowned and remained silent. He chuckled and didnโ€™t say anything else. He just took the medicine from the low table, opened it, and applied it to my ankle. The medicine was obviously just bought, and the packaging hadnโ€™t even been opened. I looked at him in surprise. Originally, he didnโ€™t just leave, but went to buy medicine for me.

He squatted in front of me, placed my foot on his knee, and then took a cotton swab to apply some ointment carefully onto my ankle. That gentle and focused look made me feel as if I were the person he cared about the most.

He lowered his head and, while wiping, said to me, โ€œThis is for reducing swelling and promoting blood circulation. It works very well. Your ankle should be much better tomorrow.โ€

I stared blankly at his clean hair, and a slight tremor quietly arose in my heart. Perhaps after not hearing my response for half a day, he couldnโ€™t help but raise his head.

In an instant, our gazes collided. His eyes instantly darkened. My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly averted my gaze. I was thinking about saying something to ease the awkward and ambiguous atmosphere.


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