"I'm fine," Ryan insisted, trying to downplay the injury. "I was distracted and fell off the horse. It's just a bruise, It's nothing serious, really."
She remained silent, walking to his side, her focus solely on cleaning his wound. Her touch was gentle, yet there was an undercurrent of anger.
"Don't worry about it," Ryan said, his voice softening. "Dr. Abernathy is on his way."
Suzy ignored him, her expression stony. "I've sent him back," she replied, her voice a cold whisper.
A flashback flashed through her mind:
After learning about Ryan's injury from Doris, Suzy had immediately sent a message to Dr. Abernathy, cancelling his visit before racing to Ryan's room.
The flashback ended, and Suzy returned to the present, her anger rising. "Is this how much you want to avoid my touch? You said it yourself, it's just a bruise right then why can't I do it? Do I still disgust you? Am I still that uncouth woman in your eyes?" she asked, her voice trembling with frustration.
