But Horace had been waiting in the car. He wouldn't have had time to go into the restroom and beat Jasper up like that.

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. After some time, she gave up. She picked up the scald ointment and walked to Theodore's room.

She knocked and a voice answered, "The door's unlocked. Come in."

She pushed the door open and saw that Theodore had changed into his pajamas, and was leaning against the headboard of the bed with a thick book in his hands.

“What's the matter?" Theodore asked, Looking up from his book.

Ariana held up the ointment.

“I was just coming to apply some ointment for you."

Theodore closed the book he was holding and was about to decline, but Ariana stepped forward and said, “I know you're going to say it's unnecessary and it doesn't hurt. But even if your leg doesn't hurt, scars will form which are irreversible."

Theodore looked at Ariana in amazement. It seemed she had an endless source of energy. She was also incredibly magnanimous and forgiving. Even if he treated her badly, she would act as if nothing had happened.

“What's wrong?" Ariana asked, cautiously, thinking his silence meant he was angry.

“Nothing. Give me that, I'll do it myself." Theodore looked away from her and stretched out his hand.

She didn't give it to him. Instead, she moved her hand behind her back, saying, "Let me help you. I also know some massage techniques that can prevent atrophy."

Theodore looked at her thoughtfully. After some time, he asked, "Are you pleasing me?"

Ariana was taken aback for a moment but quickly made up her mind.

“Yes. is that okay? After all, you're supporting me at the moment. And I'm very grateful that you arranged for me to work at the company so I can learn and grow. Besides, I'm your nominal wife. This is part of my duty."

Satisfied with her answer, he leaned back, clearly feeling more relaxed.

"That's good to hear," he said and chuckled. His smugness made her roll her eyes and scold him silently.

She pursed her Lips and reached out to him.

“So, I'll help you apply the medicine."

He didn't decline this time, moving his book out of her way. He picked up his phone and looked at it with his usual indifferent expression