Abandoned Super Cutie Adopted by Billionaire Clan

Chapter 7

Yvonne froze, her heart pounding as she looked back at Jeremy’s stormy expression. Panic set in, and she felt like the couldn’t breathe.

For a split second, she wanted to tell him everything–to just spill the truth. But as certain memories flashed in her mind, the words got stuck in her throat,

If even Mrs. Harrison, who raised me, doesn’t believe me, how is my brother, who’s only known me for a day, going to trust me?‘ she thought, dread crawling up h spine.

She was terrified that Jeremy would see her as a liar and a bad kid, and send her back to the orphanage.

Yvonne couldn’t bring herself to speak. She adored this brother who brought her beautiful cakes, and the last thing she wanted was for him to hate her.

After a moment of hesitation, she forced a smile, trying to cover up her uncase with a sweet, childlike act.

She tilted her soft face up and said in her sweetest, most innocent voice, Jeremy, relax. I’ll be fine in a couple of days.”

Jeremy’s lips pressed into a hard line, his handsome face colder than ice. Without saying a word, he scooped her up and laid her on the bed.

“What’s wrong?” Yvonne jumped in surprise at his sudden move, her voice trembling as she saw him crouch down to check her leg.

Her reaction hit Jeremy like a punch to the gut. If there wasn’t something seriously wrong, she wouldn’t be acting this scared.

He carefully rolled up her pant leg, and then froze, shock spreading across his face.

Her calf was covered in cuts, and her knee had a massive, ugly bruise, standing out against her pale skin like a warning sign.

His expression darkened, his grip tightening around her hand. Her palm was red, dotted with scabs that hadn’t even fully healed yet.

This wasn’t from some simple fall like she said. No, this was fresh, deep scratches, and there was a nasty gash near her wrist.

Jeremy’s eyes narrowed, his voice as cold as a winter storm. “When I asked you at the orphanage… were you lying to me?”

Yvonne’s gaze s

shifted, her guilt clear in the way she lowered her head. She barely whispered. I’m sorry.”

He sucked in a breath, his chest tightening, but he wasn’t mad at her. He was mad at himself.

when she first told him about falling. He should’ve asked

how long the hell

and turned to leave, quietly shutting

even move. When the door clicked shut, her

she was a bad kid–a liar–and that

at the closed door, her tears started to fall, one by one,

desperately, jumping off the bed with a pale face, determined

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explain that the hardnit meant to deceive him—that she was just scared.

had left moments ag came back, carrying a firit and kit and a paper bag.

by the dow, he frowned slightly. “What are you doing out of

fresh tears, her

on the table, then opened the paper bag

and handed it to her. “I had someone grab this. Just wear

a little

to put it on, right? If not, I’ll

snapped out of her daze, nodding eagerly, two dimples popping up on her

smiled at him.

then stepped outside, closing the door behind him. Leaning

why she was so cautious, so much older than her years. Too mature

door brought him out of his thoughts. He opened it just

from inside.

did Jeremy open the

adorable. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the soft yellow fabric, making her look like a tiny dumpling wrapped in sunshine–so cute it almost hurt to look at

than he felt. “Not bad. You’re starting to look more like someone from the

she flashed him a big grin. “Thanks, Brother! I love it!”

aid kit on the table,

couldn’t tell

but in the dress, her delicate arms were fully exposed. That’s when Jeremy noticed the cuts

her pale skin like

cuts and applying the medicine, Jeremy Adler lowered his voice and asked. “Are you hurt anywhere else?”

her voice sweet and soft. “Nope,

kit carefully on her bedside table, then pulled up a chair and sat down facing her. He had something he