“I’ll do it myself,” Wilson said.

“What about your back? You can’t reach it, right?” Clara said and quickly added, “I ask Yanny to take off his clothes for me to apply medication when he’s injured too. You guys are the same in my eyes.”

Clara said that to make the atmosphere less awkward, but she failed badly.

Wilson stared at her and asked, “Is that so?”

“Uh… yeah.”

‘At least they are the same gender.’ Clara didn’t say that out loud.

Wilson removed his bathrobe to reveal his torso.