The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 584 - 602 Emily Lopez’s Care

Chapter 584: Chapter 602 Emily Lopez’s Care

John Brown returned to his home, took off his pants, and put on a pair of large shorts. Even though his Martial Arts Skills were strong enough, this small injury wouldn’t really hurt him, but after all, they were wounds, especially when they just scabbed over. When walking, the pants would scratch against them, making it really painful. At times like this, when he wasn’t on a battlefield or in any danger, he didn’t have to suffer this pain. Of course, it was more comfortable to rest at home.

As he lay on the couch watching TV, his mind involuntarily drifted back to last night’s events, a scene that was truly unforgettable. Although extremely absurd, it was incredibly tantalizing, really something to savor.

From last night’s events, John Brown was completely certain about his feelings for Lucy Campbell, with no more doubt. Yet, coincidentally, he ended up in such a situation with Lucy Campbell. Her figure repeatedly emerged in his mind, impossible to forget.

"Sigh, forget it, if Lucy doesn’t want to make it clear, then let’s just keep it ambiguous." After much consideration, John Brown concluded that to manage his relationship with Lucy Campbell well, it seemed better to continue playing dumb. If things were openly discussed, it wouldn’t just be difficult for Lucy Campbell, but also for Gina Lopez.

Gina Lopez had a competitive mindset with other women, but facing Lucy Campbell, the number one beauty of SSUP Country, who had shown her kindness, the decisions she would make were hard to predict. John Brown now admitted to himself that he increasingly saw Gina Lopez as a good wife, and he really couldn’t decide to replace her. Melody Yoody, his first love, couldn’t make him, nor could Emily Berns, who gave him a daughter, or even Lucy Campbell, despite her elevated status and deep affection for him.

The sound of a key in the lock came, and then Sandra rushed in, taking off her shoes while anxiously asking, "Brother-in-law, what’s wrong with you?"

John Brown smiled and said, "It’s nothing, just your sister overreacting and calling you back."

Sandra didn’t even bother putting on slippers, she took off her shoes and ran to John Brown’s side. Seeing the various sizes of wounds on John Brown’s leg, her eyes instantly reddened. She sat next to him, choking up as she said, "Brother-in-law, does it hurt?"

Sandra’s reaction touched John Brown deeply. This was family love. When you’re hurt, she genuinely worries and feels sad for you. He quickly smiled and said, "It doesn’t hurt anymore. Brother-in-law isn’t that delicate."

"You’re lying, with so many wounds, it must hurt a lot." Sandra glared at John Brown and wanted to touch his leg, but was afraid of hurting him. Her careful and concerned demeanor allowed John Brown to see another side of Sandra.

Sandra was usually a girl who needed others’ care at home, pampered by her parents. Even though Gina Lopez often argued with her, she still coddled her. As a Brother-in-law, John Brown spoiled her even more, allowing Sandra to do whatever she wanted at home as if she didn’t consider others. But now John Brown realized Sandra was a kind-hearted girl, just that she didn’t have the chance to show it often.

"Oh dear, there are injuries on the back of your leg too, how can you lie like this?" Sandra said, pulling a cushion, then gently lifted John Brown’s foot and placed the cushion under it.

John Brown laughed and said, "I haven’t washed my feet yet."

Sandra immediately replied, "I don’t mind if you haven’t washed them. If you want to wash, I’ll do it for you later."

John Brown hurriedly said, "No need for that."

Sandra looked at John Brown’s injuries again, then gently held his ankle and said, "Brother-in-law, lift your leg up a bit."

John Brown complied, raising his leg a little higher. Sandra, with reddened eyes, said, "How did you get so injured, with so many wounds?"

"Didn’t your sister tell you?"

"She just said your leg had some injuries and asked me to come back to take care of you, so I rushed back."

"Haha, your Brother-in-law got these injuries fighting a shark."

"A shark?" Sandra looked at John Brown in astonishment.

"Yes, a very large shark. I killed it, but it left many small cuts on my leg with its teeth."

"Cut by the teeth? My god, if it shifted slightly, you’d have been bitten. Brother-in-law, wasn’t that too thrilling and dangerous?"

"Of course, it was my first time killing a shark, no experience."

"Experience with this? You silly Brother-in-law." Sandra punched John Brown lightly on the chest and said angrily, "Do you realize, if something happened to you, my sister and I wouldn’t want to live anymore."

John Brown let out a dry laugh and said, "Alright, I promise I won’t do it again."

After chatting for a while, Sandra found a towel and carefully cleaned the skin around John Brown’s wounds where there were some traces of blood, feeling it was better to wipe it away.

"Lift up your shirt, I’ll wipe off your upper body. Looks like you didn’t shower yesterday." After cleaning his legs, Sandra instructed John Brown to take off his top.

John Brown had no choice but to comply and lifted his shirt. At this moment, Sandra was seriously focused, not like her usual teasing self. John Brown didn’t want to waste Sandra’s kind intentions.

"Oh!" Grace Lopez wiped it off, then frowned.

"What’s wrong?" John Brown looked at Grace Lopez in confusion.

"I say, Brother-in-law, why do you smell like a woman?"

"Oh? Do I?" John Brown suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

"Hmph, of course you do, and not just one, but one... two... three... four, four different women’s scents. My goodness, Brother-in-law, did you not come home last night and get involved with four women at once?"

John Brown was thoroughly impressed with Grace Lopez, this girl’s nose was as sharp as a dog’s. However, of course, he couldn’t admit to the truth, so he laughed and said, "Yesterday I was at Lucy Campbell’s, and her three friends came over. The five of us were together, and besides, with my leg injured like this, what could I really do with them?"

"True enough." Grace Lopez stuck out her tongue and said, "If you could mess around with four women like this, you’d truly be a big pervert."

John Brown laughed heartily and said, "Exactly."

Grace Lopez finished wiping John Brown’s chest with a towel, then asked him to turn sideways. She bent over half-waist and wiped his back, and when she reached the waist, she actually pulled down John Brown’s big shorts.

"Sandra, what are you doing?" John Brown jumped with shock and quickly held onto the waistband.

Grace Lopez glared at John Brown and said, "With the state you’re in, am I really going to harass you? I’m just wiping your butt, or else it would stink and suffocate me. Let go, don’t forget, you’re the patient now, you have to listen to me." Saying this, she slapped John Brown’s hand away and pulled his shorts down more than halfway, but only at the back, exposing most of his butt without revealing the front.

But even so, it made John Brown a little embarrassed. While what happened last night was excessive, everyone was drunk, so it was somewhat excusable. But today he was sober, and Grace Lopez’s actions made him a bit overwhelmed.

Grace Lopez earnestly wiped him again and again, making John Brown feel she was taking advantage of him in the guise of wiping his butt.

Finally done, Grace Lopez let John Brown lie back down, glanced at him, and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, her face flushing.

John Brown was quite embarrassed at this point, as Grace Lopez had wiped his butt, and he had pitched a tent in the front.

"Ugh, Brother-in-law, even injured, you still think about good things," Grace Lopez spat at John Brown, then shoved the towel into his hand and said, "Wipe the front yourself."

"Do I have to?"

"Of course you do, hurry up, after you wipe it, I want to retrieve the towel." Grace Lopez glared at John Brown.

"Then turn away first?"

"I won’t, if I turn away, what if you don’t wipe?" Grace Lopez said smilingly to John Brown, then added, "Ugh, Brother-in-law, it’s not like I haven’t touched that part of you. Why be shy? Hurry up."

John Brown coughed dryly, his face flushed, hurriedly wiped randomly inside his underwear twice, and then took out the towel, but suddenly realized a problem and said, "Sandra, this is your towel."

"Yes, it’s mine." Grace Lopez’s smile grew wider.

John Brown quickly said, "Then throw it away, get a new one next time."

"I won’t, I’m going to keep using this one." Grace Lopez mischievously winked at John Brown, then used her towel to wipe his foot before heading to the bathroom to wash up.

John Brown shook his head lightly. Sharing a towel is usually something a couple does, and Grace Lopez shared a towel with him, even wiping his private area—almost as if she considered him her closest person.

After a while, Grace Lopez returned to the living room, now dressed in home pajamas, still as exquisite as ever. A silky top made her chest’s shape quite obvious, and since she hadn’t worn a bra, even the small protrusions were prominent.

Sitting beside John Brown’s head, Grace Lopez lifted his head and shifted a bit so his head rested on her lap, smiling as she said, "Brother-in-law, today I’m going to take care of you, really take care of you."

Resting his head on Grace Lopez’s elastic thighs, a wave of fragrance from her legs and body drifted into John Brown’s nose, so enchanting, he didn’t refuse and just lay there, perhaps too tired from the day before. Before long, he drifted off to sleep.