You Complete Me novel (Skylar and Coralie)

Chapter 537

When Lucille heard what he said, the words she was about to say got stuck in her throat.

"How could I forget..." Franklin murmured as he held her in his hands.

She dropped her arms, and she did not respond, nor did she reply.

This was really not the time for that.

She looked at him blankly. Had he remembered it a few years ago, she would be overjoyed. If he

remembered it before he had an accident, perhaps she would be happy too.

However, at this very moment, her heart was in turmoil because of Marvin's death as well as the

assaults on the Internet.

"Franklin..."

"I am here."

When he heard Lucille calling him in a low voice in his arms, he responded gently.

"Do you think that my dad really died with his eyes wide open? Would he really not forgive me?"

When she spoke, her bloodshot eyes looked ahead blankly, dull and not moving.

Franklin raised his hand, gently rubbed the woman's hair, and said, "No, your father is different from

Alma. He loves you, and he understands you too."

His voice was filled with pity.

"Really? I want to go out to see him. Tell me, how am I supposed to go out?"

She raised her head and stared at him.

She spoke slowly. Her voice was soft, and her body was leaning against him weakly.

In her current state, it would be difficult for her to even walk to the door, much less visit her father's

grave.

"You should go to bed. I will find out where Marvin is buried. After that, I will find a way to take you out."

"It's fine. I can still sleep at night..."

As she spoke, her fingers became weak and the brush in her hand fell to the ground with a sound.

She was stunned for a moment and bent down to pick it up. Her hand grabbed the top of the brush, but

she failed to grab it. After she reached for it again, she noticed that the brush was a little lower than her

hands. After that, she finally got hold of it.

Franklin saw all of it.

This was caused by the wrong judgements from her eyes due to the extreme fatigue she felt.

"Take a shower and go to bed now!"

As Franklin said that, he immediately carried her up.

"You can't say you're fine!"

He spoke as he walked with an overbearing tone.

He was not used to coercing women, but this time, Lucille was still being stubborn. He was infuriated.

He carried her all the way to her room, and only Marie was there.

"Marie, please bring her pajamas over here."

Franklin went inside and ordered her.

"I can take a bath by myself..." Lucille wanted to struggle, but she was too weak. She could not get rid

of the man's embrace, and even moving was difficult for her.

Franklin completely ignored her, going straight to the bathroom.

Seeing this scene, Marie was stunned at first, but she understood immediately. "I will get it right away."

After a while, she brought a new set of pajamas and placed it on the basin of the bathroom. She closed

the door before she left.

Lucille had taken a shower a few days ago, but because her clothes were too dirty, as well as the fact

that her hair was tainted with paint, she gave him a feeling that she hadn't taken a shower for a long

time.

He first filled the bathtub with water. After that, he took off her shirt and wanted to unbutton her

undergarments...

"There's no need forthat. I can do it myself..."

When she realized that he was really going to help her take a bath, she hurriedly blocked him in terror.

"Can you?"

"Yes..."

Franklin saw her staring at him timidly as if she was afraid that he would eat her alive.

However, when she was in such a state, he was aroused...

Her shy appearance from a few years ago appeared in his mind again.

"It's not like I've never seen your body. What are you afraid of?" He said as he continued the movement

in his hands.

She did not have sufficient strength this time. She couldn't stop him at all, so she could only allow him

to take off her clothes. He picked her up and placed her in the bathtub.

Her face blushed fiery red. When she entered the bathtub, she crossed her arms in front of her and

dared not move at all. She only said stubbornly, "I can do the rest by myself."

"Which one is your shampoo?"

"I can do it myself."

"I'll use whatever I find..."

Franklin did not care about her refusal at all. He rummaged through all of the bottles and jars and tried

to squeeze one.

"That one is Aurora's. The orange one next to it is mine..."

When Lucille saw Franklin grabbing the wrong one, she corrected him.

She was too embarrassed to notice that there was a faint smile in his eyes when he was helping her

with this.

He washed her hair for her, while Lucille only stood there like a plank.

As he washed her head, his eyes drooped slightly. The surface of the water was clear, and the view

under the water surface could be seen clearly.

He said happily, "I thought you were only blushing. I did not expect your entire body to be red."

She was shocked.

She was a little sleepy in the warm bathtub, but she immediately came to her senses after hearing his

words.

"Close your eyes. I'm about to wash it off."

Hearing what he said, she closed her eyes obediently.

Looking at her expression, Franklin couldn't help but ask, "Do you usually give Aurora a shower like

this as well?"

Lucille nodded slightly under the showerhead.

When Franklin was done with her hair, she saw him reaching for the shower gel and realized what he

was going to do. She immediately said, "This... I must do this by myself."

Lucille reached out her hand to stop him, but when she thought of her situation, her face turned tomato-

red. She withdrew her arm again.

"Okay, do it by yourself."

Franklin knew that she had already reached her limits by letting him wash her hair. Could he even

continue? She would definitely reject him.

"About that... Wait for me outside..."

"Okay."

Franklin nodded and went out.

Lucille was really drowsy this time. Even she did not realize it herself. Just now, when Franklin told her

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She wiped her hair and squeezed out some shower gel...

He waited outside for a while. There was still the sound of water running inside, and the sound of her

movements could be heard. After a while, the sounds faded away, and only the running water could be

heard.

"Lucille? Lucille?"

Franklin called her twice, but there was no response from the inside at all.

His heart tightened, and he could not care so much anymore. He opened the door of the bathroom

directly to find that half of her body was in the water, and the other half was outside the bathtub. She

had fallen asleep...

There was still shampoo in her hair that was not washed off yet.

"Oh my."

Franklin used the showerhead and helped her wash off the shampoo from her hair. He then pulled her

out of the water. Because he could not free himself, he held her in his arms and walked towards the

bedroom.