The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

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Chapter 156

On the other hand, Paisley paid no attention to his thoughts or expressions. Her focus was entirely on his leg.

This was the first tshe had ever encountered such a severe cold condition in the limbs of a young, strong

man.

"How did your leg end up like this?" Paisley asked without looking up, inserting a third needle into his calf. This

time, there was a faint prick of pain, different from the deep, bone-seeping ache and cold he usually experienced

during flare-ups. It felt like an ant bite-real, brief, and oddly comforting.

"A few years ago, | got chilled and froze my leg," he said lightly.

As he spoke, he watched the woman crouched before him, her brows furrowed in concentration, and

unexpectedly felt a strange sense of trust.

Paisley frowned even more. She didn't believe a single word he said. For such a severe cold condition, it wasn't

just a matter of getting "chilled."

This level of damage could only result from prolonged exposure to extremely harsh, icy conditions, or from being

immersed in icy water for extended periods.

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Of course, there was also the possibility of an underlying health issue contributing to his condition. But

confirming that would require a more detailed examination, and there was no reason for her to take on such a

task for a stranger she had just met.

After finishing with his right leg, Paisley naturally lifted his other leg. As she rolled up his pant leg, a long scar,

about the thickness of a pinky finger, running from the knee down the calf, cinto view. Paisley's eyes

widened slightly. "You've been injured, too?"

No wonder earlier, after falling, the man had kept clutching his knee. And now, it was clear this leg was in much

worse condition than the other.

"You've been hurt?" Paisley looked up at the man, locking eyes with his deep, unreadable gaze.

The pain on his face had eased significantly, and a fine layer of sweat glistened on his forehead. "Yeah, | had a

small injury years ago.

Paisley didn't press further. She wasn't in the habit of prying into others’ private matters. Her earlier question

had slipped out in surprise. The man seemed to be about her age, yet carried an air of weariness and experience

far beyond his years.

Once both legs were treated, Paisley stood up, stomping her slightly numb feet. "Your condition is pretty severe.

You need to stay still for forty minutes."

She was now completely certain that her car hadn't hit him, and his fall and injuries weren't caused by her

driving. Relieved, she thought, 'At least this man couldn't accuse her of being responsible.’

"Thank you," the man said, nodding slightly, his demeanor calm and composed.

At that moment, a commotion erupted outside the courtyard gate. Along with the urgent ringing of the

doorbell cloud, rough shouting. "Max! Max! Are you in there? Say something, Max!"

Frowning, Paisley glanced toward the gate. Holding Serena, Maria approached with a worried expression. "Paisy,

who are those people outside?"

"Don't worry, they're probably my men," the man said calmly.

Paisley wasn't particularly scared. After all, this was a lawful society, and she had no grudge against this man.

She didn't think his people would harm her.

Still, to be cautious, she told Maria to take Serena back to the house. Only then did she open the gate. Outside

stood several men in suits, holding umbrellas. From their posture and demeanor, Paisley could tell at a glance

that they were professionally trained.

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When the gate opened, the man at the front stepped in first, followed closely by the others.

As they were about to enter the house, the man on the sofa spoke up. "Leo, cin alone. The rest of you wait

outside."

He then turned to Paisley with an apologetic look. "Sorry, | hope they didn't scare you. They're just overly worried

about me."

The man called Leo tossed his umbrella aside and quickly approached the man on the sofa. "Max, are you

alright?" It was clear that he was really nervous.

On the sofa, Max shook his head. "I'm fine. This lady helpedand even treated my leg."

Leo looked down and saw several silver needles on Max's leg. His face immediately changed. "Max, how could

you let a stranger treat you? So many famous doctors couldn't fix your leg, and she's just a woman -what could

she possibly know?"

Then, he glared at Paisley. "Who sent you to harm Max?"

When he had searched for Max using park surveillance, he saw this woman driving into Max and then taking him,

unable to move, back to her home. He didn't even want to imagine what might have happened if he had arrived

a little later.

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