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All the best hotels had these first aid kits, and some hotels even thoughtfully prepared condoms, so Sean quickly
found a small bottle of swabbing alcohol and a pack of sterilized cotton swabs, and he came over with a band-aid.
"Hold out your leg," Sean said, unknowingly using a commanding tone.
The girl looked at Sean in confusion. She could not figure out what the man was up to.
When she was rejected, she thought she had failed to promote herself and get any business tonight. In this case,
she would not have any money to buy food tomorrow and would probably be hungry that day.
However, the man did not ask her to leave but let her sit on his bed.
What on earth was he up to?
"Didn't you hear me? Hold out your leg," Sean repeated helplessly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSean could have moved forward himself, which would have worked too. After all, the positions of the objects were
relative. However, he would get too close to the girl in doing so.
Sean did not want her to misunderstand his actions, so he asked the girl to hold her leg out.
"Oh..." The girl replied and held her long thin leg out to Sean.
When he saw her long thin leg, Sean's first impression was that she was thin.
She was too thin. It was not an overstatement to describe her leg as a rod, and Sean even thought he could hold
her leg with only one hand.
"What's your name?" Sean asked.
Hearing Sean's question, the girl looked more confused as it was the first time a customer had asked her name
when she had sold herself several times.
It was also why the girl said her real name without thinking.
"My name is Yvonne, Yvonne Daniels...." The girl replied.
Sean nodded before unscrewing the cap of the glass bottle with alcohol in it and dipping a bit of alcohol with a
cotton swab.
"How old are you? You're doing such a thing at such a young age..." Sean asked as he gently pressed an alcohol-
soaked cotton swab on the girl's knee to treat the wound.
"I'm already 18..." The girl replied.
Her face had a complex expression, she looked helpless as well as miserable.
"Where are your parents? Do they know what you do?" Sean asked again.
The girl finally said after a long time, "Are you checking my background? You ask so many questions. Do you want
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmmy service or not? I'm going to go if you don't want it."
The girl regretted it as soon as she said that.
Where can I go tonight after leaving?
Return to that crappy home?
My father's still injured and lying at home. My mother is also forced to sell herself like me.
If I went home without any income, how can I face my father, who worked so hard to support my mother and me
that he got injured?
But if I don't go home, I won't even have a place to stay after leaving. I can't spend the night under a bridge,
can I?
That's a homeless person's life, and I don't want to be one...
"I'll give you money..." Sean had fixed the wound and put on a band-aid.
He stood up, took out ten hundred-dollar bills from his wallet, and slapped them onto the girl's hand.
Yvonne looked at Sean in confusion, even more confused about what he was up to.
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