Chapter 222
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Under Bertha's gaze, he slowly took off his silk shirt, revealing perfectly firm eight-pack abs, the bandage in the middle spoiling the beautiful feeling a bit but the skin was honey. His is strong and eye-catching.
But right now Bertha was not in the mood to enjoy. After Derek undressed, she stood up and walked towards him. 'Please turn around."
Derek obediently followed her instructions.
Bertha took action directly, she used brutal force to tear off his bandages.
Because there were about ten layers, she removed each layer one by one, her movements were quick, and her hand strength was great.
After removing the last layers, the blood stains under the tape were visible, and Derek groaned.
Bertha heard the sound of his groaning, her movements became much gentler.
After removing the bloody bandage, a hand-sized burn mark on his back appeared before Bertha.
Bertha frowned deeply, many days had passed, and his wound was still red, the mixture of flesh and blood made people afraid.
She tremblingly moved her hand towards his back, but just as she was about to touch the wound, she stopped.
"Your wound is still bleeding. It looks severe. Why doesn't it look like a wound caused by sulfuric acid?"
The wound was severe, Bertha didn't dare touch it, so she angrily took her hand back, her expression extremely serious.
Derek silently sighed.
Indeed.
Just let her look and she might get suspicious.
'Why isn't it the same? It's just sulfuric acid. I applied medicine earlier."
Bertha simply didn't believe it. 'Tell me honestly, what's going on with the wound on your back?"
"You know, it's sulfuric acid."
His expression was very natural, he thought for a moment and then spoke. "I remember, tonight while hiding in the trunk of the car, I fought with Bruno, my back accidentally hit the car and it bled."
Really?
So why did Bruno say those words to remind her?
In the end, is Bruno lying, or is Derek lying?
'Why is it such a coincidence? You got into a fight with Bruno tonight, so it affected the old wound on your back? Don't you find this reason a bit reluctant?"
'No, there are such coincidences in this world."
Derek's tone was gentle. 'This injury looks scary, but it's not serious, my condition is very good now."
Bertha did not believe his words.
She has eyes, whether things are serious or not is up to her to see.
'You turned around and looked at me."
Derek obediently turned around, he lowered his head to look at her.
He was 1.88 meters tall, quite tall, they looked at each other at close range, Bertha was 1.68 meters tall so she had to raise her head to look at him, her neck was a bit tired.
"Kneel."
The last time she said this word, Derek refused in his heart, he even felt humiliated.
But this time, he did not hesitate at all, slowly bent his knees and straightened his back.
His first problem is pursuing his ex-wife. He doesn't need a name.
Bertha suddenly stretched out her hand, lifted his chin, and looked at him arrogantly.
'Derek, do you think I can't investigate if you don't talk? Dante is my friend, if I let him see the wound on your back, you can't hide it anymore. At that time, my trust in you will no longer exist, you should think carefully."
Her eyes were cold, extremely sharp. 'Are you going to admit it yourself or are you waiting for me to investigate?"
Derek's dark irises trembled.
After a while of struggling, he finally spoke. 'It's not sulfuric acid, but the strong corrosive agent S404."
"What is that?"
'It is a liquid with properties similar to sulfuric acid, but it is more corrosive. If it damages the skin, the burn will be more serious. If you apply regular ointment, it will take a long time to heal. But it's not harmful to our bodies."
'Who told you that?"
Derek blinked at him. 'Originally, I didn't know either. Last night, Bruno told me, he stole drugs from the war lab."
"Really?"
Derek nodded. "Yes."
Bertha had never heard of this, but after hearing his explanation, it seemed similar to his injury.
But... is it as simple as hurting the flesh?
She stared at Derek for a moment.
It seemed like she couldn't ask any more questions tonight. If it's something taken from the war laboratory, tomorrow, if she asks the eldest brother, he will know.
She sat down on the edge of the bed, her tone annoyed.
'As expected, you are not honest. You lied several times because of this matter. How do you plan to do it?"
Derek saw that she seemed to believe him, and he silently breathed a sigh of relief.
'Are you angry?"
Bertha didn't speak, she turned away, and her whole body was extremely cold.
Looks like she's really angry, she doesn't care about him.
He walked up to her feet, carefully took her small hand, and pressed it to his stomach.
His tone was a gentle whisper. 'I was wrong, it was just a skin wound. I know you don't like to owe favors to others, so I don't want you to feel guilty. I didn't mean to hide it from you, don't be angry with me. I let you touch my abs."
"No need."
Bertha was angry, she took her hand back and glared at him angrily.
'So… I give you my belt, can you hit me to vent your anger?"
Derek raised his head to look at her, he smiled flatteringly.
Bertha looked at him intently.
He was uneducated tonight. If she hadn't beaten him, she wouldn't have been able to swallow this anger.
She stretched her hand out in front of him. "Belt."
Derek didn't dare to delay. He quickly unfastened the metal buckle of his belt, obediently handed the belt to her, then voluntarily turned around and turned his back towards her.
