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.

more when she first told him about falling.

I hadn’t noticed this, how long the hell would she have kept it hidden? he thought.

put her hand back under the covers and turned

to even move. When the door clicked shut, her eyes filled with tears, and

make him think she

her tears started to fall, one

off the bed with a pale face, determined to go

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

Jeremy, who had left moments ag came back,

“What are

cracked as the blinked back fresh tears,

on the table, then opened the paper

yellow dress, tore off the price tag and handed it to her. “I had someone

blinked, will a little stunned

raised an eyebrow, his concern still there. “You know how to put it

daze, nodding eagerly, two dimples popping up on her soft

smiled at him.

closing the door behind him.

she was so cautious,

brought him out of his thoughts. He opened it just a crack, his voice

from inside. “Yeah”

Jeremy open the door and step

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

out more casual than he felt. “Not bad. You’re starting to look more

and she flashed him a big grin. “Thanks, Brother!

placed the first aid kit on the table, then knelt down to treat her injuries.

her legs. She couldn’t tell

delicate arms were fully exposed. That’s when Jeremy noticed the cuts and bruises

ointment standing out against her pale skin like ugly bruises, marking

medicine, Jeremy Adler lowered his voice and asked. “Are

shook her head, her voice sweet and soft. “Nope, I’m good. Thanks,

pulled up a chair and sat

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