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.

have pressed her more when she first told him about falling. He

long the hell would she have kept it hidden? he thought.

put her hand back under the covers and turned to leave, quietly shutting the

move. When the door

him think she was a bad kid–a liar–and that he would leave her like everyone

her

desperately, jumping off the bed with a pale face, determined to go after

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to apelogire to explain that the hardnit meant to deceive him—that

had left moments ag came back, carrying a firit

he frowned slightly. “What are you

tears, her eyes

kit on the table, then opened

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

will a

his concern still there. “You know how to put it on, right? If not,

out of her daze, nodding

smiled at him.

grunt, then stepped outside, closing the door behind him. Leaning

been hurt at the orphanage. It made sense why she was so cautious, so much older than her

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

floated from inside.

the

the soft yellow fabric, making her look like a tiny dumpling wrapped in

than he felt. “Not bad. You’re starting

flashed him a

her up and walking her back to the bed. He placed the first aid kit on the table, then knelt down to treat her injuries. His golden hair fell into his eyes as he concentrated.

She couldn’t

were fully exposed. That’s when Jeremy noticed the cuts and bruises on her arms too.

against her pale skin like ugly

the visible cuts and applying the medicine, Jeremy Adler lowered his

head, her voice sweet

the first aid kit carefully on her bedside table, then pulled up a chair and