It'll Come Naturally
Chapter 721 The Most Scheming Man (Part One)

Belinda bit her lip and slowly closed her eyes. She thought, 'He's seen my body so many times already. Wouldn't it be too pretentious for me to be so reserved? Well, I'll just close my eyes and not look at him so I wouldn't be shy because of his look."

Duke smiled playfully but he had no evil thoughts at all. He took a deep sad breath while looking at Belinda's bruises. He then stooped down before her and carefully applied the hemostatic powder on her bloody wounds.

"It would hurt a little. Hold on." Duke was gentle when he applied the medicine on Belinda's bruises and it was something unusual of him. His heart ached every time he saw her bruises. He didn't know if he had fallen in love with this woman who was as free as the wind but he knew that he had felt sad and choked up when he saw the bruises all over her.

"Okay..." Belinda frowned and hummed. 'It's not like what he said. It really hurts,' she thought.

Duke regretted that he had just been too kind to that bastard while looking at Belinda's numerous wounds. He couldn't wait to kill that beast to get rid of his anger.

"Does it hurt?" Duke frowned as he looked at Belinda who was struggling in pain, and then gently applied the medicine on her bruises.

"No, it doesn't hurt much." Actually, it was not the pain of the powder biting on her wounds that troubled Belinda but Duke's way of looking at her naked body.

"I'm sorry. I know that it wouldn't relieve your pain even if I say sorry ten thousand times but still... sorry. As a man, I should not have only cared about my own self-esteem and ignored your feelings. It's my fault."

Duke looked soulfully at Belinda's half-closed eyes and then smiled in self-disapproval. He thought, 'I've been telling myself to be humble but I failed. I brought danger to Belinda." He looked at the woman in front of him with mixed feelings. He knew he cared about her. It was just that he didn't know how to deal with his feelings for her.

"You don't have to feel guilty. It's all my fault. It has nothing to do with anyone else." Belinda might be careless and outspoken but unlike other girls in rich families, she wouldn't be capricious. She would not blame others for her own mistakes. Although she felt very sad, she knew that "One should not impose on others what he himself does not desire."

"You must hate me for letting this happen to you. Don't you?" Duke pursed his lips with a touch of sadness in his dark eyes.

"No. It is tiring to hate someone. I have no such taste for self-torture. Are you done?" I want to get dressed. I'm not used to not wearing clothes." Belinda kept her eyes closed. She was more afraid to look at Duke than to let him see her naked body.

"I'm done. I'll let Tom give a further check on your wounds." After Duke said that, he went to get her a nightgown. Belinda had always been an outgoing woman in his eyes. He didn't expect Belinda to be so shy. Belinda had too many wounds on her arms so he chose a skirt with shoulder-straps for her.

Belinda let out a sigh of relief and let go of her tensed hands upon hearing his footsteps away. But the calmness didn't last long when she heard his voice again.

"Do you need any help?" Duke was not just holding her nightgown but also her underwear which made her extremely shy.

"No. I'll be Okay. Turn around." Belinda took the clothes from his hand and gave him an order as usual.

Unexpectedly, Duke said nothing this time. He just did as he was told silently with a faint smile on his face. He thought, 'I've already seen your body. Don't you think it's a little late for me to turn around now?' He didn't want to quarrel with an injured woman though, so he didn't embarrass her and just shut up.

Belinda was careful as she was scared to hurt her wounds. After acting out of whack in the bathroom, she was now calm and less sensitive.

Twenty minutes later, Tom arrived at Duke's house. Tom took a deep breath upon seeing Belinda's wounds. He did not know what had happened to Belinda or why Belinda had so many wounds. Although Tom was curious about this, neither Belinda nor Duke wanted to tell him, so he didn't ask. He just checked Belinda's wounds.

"OK. Don't let the wounds get wet. If I'm right, your wounds have been soaking for a long time. I'll prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs for you to prevent the wounds from getting inflamed." Tom frowned as he said those things. He thought, 'Are Duke and Edward intentionally causing me trouble? Why are their wives always injured? I'm about to become their family doctor now.'

"Thank you, Tom." Belinda had met Tom before, but she didn't know him very well. She treated Tom politely which was totally different from the way she treated Rain. She didn't know why she would do that.

"You're welcome. But If you really want to thank me, don't let yourself get hurt. Are you and Daisy thinking that I am too idle? Why are you girls always injured?"

Tom shook his head. Although Tom gave Belinda good medicines, they were not as good as his own. It wasn't that Tom did not want to give Belinda the drugs he had made himself, it was just that Daisy already used them all up. Belinda was going to suffer more because no new drugs had been developed.

"I am sorry to bother you," Belinda said gently with an embarrassed look on her face.

"I just feel sorry for you. Just don't mind what I said." Tom knew from Belinda's expression that she must misunderstood him so he explained to her hurriedly.

"Are you done? If so, you can leave now. Stop talking rubbish!" Duke gave Tom a cold glance which really freaked Tom out. Tom thought, 'Does he really need to be overreacting?'

"Excuse me, Duke. Are you trying to kick down the ladder? Mr. and Mrs. Leng, then I shall leave you alone. Have a good rest." At that moment, Tom thought that he was really not good at making friends. Both Edward and Duke treated him bad and were ungrateful for his help. "OK. Be careful." Belinda nodded softly. Belinda felt her wounds were less painful after Tom's treatment, "Okay. Goodbye." Tom picked up his medicine box, turned around and walked out. Duke followed him.

"How is her injury? How long will it take her to recover?" Duke asked anxiously. He suddenly felt uneasy upon remembering that Belinda had an appointment with the President of YD Group the next day.

"She's all right. She will be okay when the water on her wounds dries. As long as she keeps the wounds untouched, it will not affect her ordinary daily activities," Tom said calmly with his head tilted.

"Good. Okay, you may leave now. I'm not going to send you out." Duke stopped as soon as he heard what he wanted. Apparently, he did not intend to send Tom downstairs.

"Damn it, Duke! Could you be more impolite? You're not going to take me downstairs. I knew that! Is that how you treat your guests?" Tom glared at Duke. He thought, 'Who says the youngest one can get the most favor? Why don't I get it? Why am I so miserable?' "Are you a guest?" Duke looked at him coldly with a trace of banter in his eyes.

"No, I am not." Tom answered honestly. Duke's family was the one he visited most often besides Edward's. He knew Duke's family very well for him to not be considered as a guest.

"Since you are not a guest, why should I send you down? You know how to get down, right? Just go." As soon as Duke had finished speaking, he walked into the room, showing no politeness to Tom.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐