Chapter 5

Wills Waltson dropped his gaze downwards.

Luna Greenwich reddened and bravely turned around. "In short, I don't need to do the examination."

She handed the checklist to him at that point. " I will go back, or they're going to kick me out of school,"

Wills Waltson flashed a grin as he watched her go, and then he took a step forward to help her turn around.

"What's going on?"

"You should see a doctor since you know the problem."

"However, how? " Who would come to see a doctor for anything like this?

Wills Waltson said in a dictatorial manner, "Do you want me to lift you up, or do you want to follow me there?"

She understood that he was being serious after seeing the expression on his face.

She finally decided to go with him to the gynecological department after a brief period of hesitation, at which point she sighed heavily and followed him there.

The director of obstetrics and gynecology conducted a personal examination on her.

She was so incredibly ashamed that she just lied down on the examination bed.

It is a good thing that Wills Waltson did not follow her in; otherwise, the situation would be... far too embarrassing.

As soon as the examination was through, the physician instructed her to pull her pants up.

Wills Waltson was already there waiting for her as she raised the curtain and emerged from the room.

The physician said, "Mr. Waltson, the young girl in front of you has some redness and swelling in her private area. The sex factor must be to blame for this."

She hid her face by covering her eyes out of embarrassment.

Wills Waltson, on the other hand, maintained his composure and said, "What kind of treatment does she require?"

"I shall provide her with a prescription for medication, and she is obligated to take it at the prescribed intervals. During this time, you should refrain from engaging in sexual activity. Even if you have the desire , you should avoid using any instruments."

Tools? Luna was curious as to whether or not he had used a tool the previous evening.

She had sex with him while just partially conscious of what she was doing. She was unable to recall any of the details.

So, this man looked nice and polished, but was he a freak?

She opened her eyes and stared at him.

His gorgeous image abruptly collapsed.

In spite of the fact that he was attractive and maintained a healthy body , he is still a weirdo.

As soon as they stepped outside of the hospital, she grabbed the medication out of his hands.

"I will not pay for your medical expenses because it was your fault that you made me got hurt."

She repackaged the medication and placed it in her purse "Mr. Waltson, this is the place where we will say our goodbyes. There is no way we can ever meet again."

She turned and started walking down the stairs.

Wills Waltson pursed his lips and asked in a questioning tone, "You tricked me, yet you were so upset, why?"

"That's none of your business."

"In my perspective, you're furious with me, so it's a matter of us"

"If you can't give me a reason, then I hope that Miss Greenwich can come to my house at the planned time to give my brother lessons,"

"As I said, I quit. I quit."

"Then, Miss Greenwich ought to also be aware that I have various means to make you unable to be an instructor in the future,"

"You are too bullied?"

"Didn't you lie first?"

Luna Greenwich ground her teeth together in annoyance and let out a chilly snort . "Then I want more money."

"Is Miss Greenwich attempting to up the price?"

"You got that correct."

"Sure, you may have as much as you want, but you'd best not be late."

He descend the stairs.

After a few steps, he stopped and turned to look at her. "Why are you getting so pissed off?"

She turned her gaze away defiantly.

"Tell me."

"I simply did not anticipate that Mr. Waltson, who gave off the impression of being a low-key gentleman, would have this kind of hobby."

"This hobby, yes? What kind of hobby?"

"You … Even though I was unconscious at the time, you used various implements to cause harm to me, and you continue to act as though nothing happened."

Wills Waltson scoffed, "So, you think you were wounded by a tool?"

"What exactly do you mean when you say 'think'? It has already been spoken by the physician, and I am able to hear it very well with both of my ears."

"The doctor was merely guessing, and I wouldn't utilize that kind of thing."

"Then how did I become hurt?"

Wills Waltson arched his eyebrows, turned around, and said as he continued to walk, "That's because my part is enormous."