Secret Wealthy Marriage

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Start the Massage Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Start the Massage The servants who worked at the Hawkins Family knew that besides Uncle Lei, no one else was allowed to enter his bedroom, of course, Carolline Ruiz was the second exception now.

Bryan Hawkins did not expect Carolline to bring him fruit. He thought it was certainly a servant who brought the fruit, so he was unhappy just now.

“Did Young Master not take my previous words to heart?” Carolline put down her bag, took out a plate of medicinal oil, and then squatted down to roll up his pant legs.

“What are you going to do?” Bryan Hawkins asked when Carolline opened the medicinal oil, which had a somewhat irritating odor.

“Massage, Young Master. From now on, I will massage twice a day, once in the morning and once in the afternoon. I will be working at the Hawkins Family from 9 am to 4 pm. Please cooperate with me during this time.”

At 4 pm, she needed to go back to the Hospital to do a work summary, report to the head nurse, and the fellow interns.

“…” Bryan Hawkins put the book farther away, not wanting it to be stained by the medicinal oil. “What is this stuff? Why does it smell so bad?”

The smell was worse than traditional medicine, and boys during their growing stage loved to play soccer and basketball, so they often got injured and used traditional medicine.

“Good medicine tastes bitter, don’t you know, Young Master? Generally, the more unpleasant the smell, the better the medicinal effect.” Carolline looked up, glanced at his wrinkled face, and finally didn’t make things difficult for him. She took out a mask from her bag and handed it to him. “Put it on.”

Bryan Hawkins didn’t refuse and quickly put on the mask. Carolline began to massage him seriously, working on his various joints, acupoints, and applying just the right amount of pressure.

After five minutes, Bryan Hawkins felt comfortable. When the massage was over, he didn’t know if it was psychological, but he felt like his meridians had been unblocked.

“Alright, from now on, the massage will be extended by one minute every day. Thank you for your cooperation, Young Master.” After the massage, Carolline stood up, packed up her things, and put them in her bag.

Carolline went to the restroom to wash her hands after packing her bag. The room was still filled with the fragrance of bath gel, and her face turned red. For some reason, she thought of that scene again.

Carolline washed her hand for three minutes. When she came out, she saw Bryan Hawkins’ gaze on her.

Her heart suddenly trembled, and she hurriedly walked over, picked up her bag, and said her goodbyes. “I’ll be back in the afternoon, remember to eat the fruit. Eating lots of vitamins is good for you.”

“Wait, help me bring my wheelchair and crutches.” Bryan Hawkins spoke just as she turned around.

Carolline put down her bag and went to push the wheelchair. She fixed the wheelchair, helped him with the crutches, and supported him in moving smoothly from the chair to the wheelchair.

“Thank you.” Bryan Hawkins thanked her politely after settling down on the wheelchair.

“No need, it’s what I should do.” Carolline picked up her bag again, turned around to leave, walked a few steps, and then stopped as if she’d remembered something. “Young Master, we still recommend that you go to the hospital for rehabilitation treatment. You clearly have a great chance of becoming a normal person, but you keep refusing? Is it worth giving up on yourself for an unworthy woman?”

“…” Bryan Hawkins’ face darkened a bit. “Carolline, I allowed you into my bedroom because you’re here for work. So, I hope you’ll stay within your bounds.”

He wasn’t going to defend Matilda Ferguson, but his own affairs didn’t need others to interfere. Besides, not participating in treatment meant giving up on himself? What kind of logic was that?

Moreover, saying that he gave up on himself for a woman, where did she see that he did this for Matilda Ferguson?

“Do you know that Matilda Ferguson is two-timing?” Carolline was somewhat irritated, and even now, Bryan Hawkins was still defending Matilda Ferguson. Was this man really stupid?

“…You know?” Bryan Hawkins’ voice was a bit cold.

“I don’t know, I just happened to bump into it. I’m not an Entertainment Reporter, and she isn’t a celebrity.” Carolline spoke angrily. She really disliked women like Matilda Ferguson, so she simply didn’t bother investigating her further.

Seeing Bryan Hawkins destroy himself for such a woman made her even more furious.

Were there not enough women in this world? Did Bryan Hawkins, with such excellent conditions, need to hold on to Matilda Ferguson?

Of course, Carolline was probably the only one who still thought a man in a wheelchair, like Bryan Hawkins, had excellent conditions.

“I see, you can go on with your work.” Bryan Hawkins spoke indifferently. Carolline couldn’t tell if he was angry or not.

Carolline looked back at him, and he lowered his head to continue reading. She stomped her foot in frustration and left.

At lunchtime, Carolline was asked by Mrs. Hawkins to sit next to her. It wasn’t the weekend, so William and Camelia Hawkins were not at home. Only she, Mr. Hawkins, Mrs. Hawkins, and Sophia Lawson were having a meal at home.

With Bryan Hawkins injured at home, the Hawkins Family let Austin Hawkins take on the responsibility,
“Carolline, feel free to choose, treat this place like your home,” Mrs. Hawkins said with a smile.

“Thank you, Grandma Hawkins.” Carolline thanked her, and the tableware was already set on the table. She didn’t touch her chopsticks yet, as Bryan Hawkins hadn’t come in, so she naturally thought she should wait.

“Go ahead and eat.” Grandma Hawkins picked up her chopsticks and called her.

“Isn’t Young Master coming over to eat?” Carolline still asked about her doubts.

“Oh, he’s eating over there, he thinks it’s too far to come here,” Mrs. Hawkins explained, her expression somewhat melancholy.

Carolline immediately understood. This guy’s relationship with his family had also become like this due to that incident. She was even more angry and resentful. Even though she didn’t want to deal with his issues, she now felt that she should have a thorough talk with him.

At this moment, Lily excitedly shouted, “Yo…Young Master, you’re here?”

“Mmm, Grandpa, Grandma, Mom.” Bryan Hawkins wheeled himself forward and greeted his elders. He took a quick glance at Carolline and then looked away.

“Come and eat,” Grandpa Hawkins was delighted, looking at Carolline several times.

Grandma Hawkins was also thrilled, as was Sophia Lawson, who quickly ordered someone to set up the utensils for Young Master.

Bryan Hawkins sat in his wheelchair, turned around, and sat down facing Carolline.

Carolline didn’t really look at him; she lowered her head and focused on eating the food in her bowl. If it wasn’t for the occasional addition from Grandma Hawkins, she guessed she could finish a bowl of white rice by herself.

With her head down, Carolline naturally didn’t see the exchange of looks among the Hawkins family.