Chapter 164: I’m Sorry, IL

Chapter 164: I’m Sorry, I Let You Down

Chapter 164: I’m Sorry, I Let You Down

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

I faced Marcus Blackwood’s deep golden eyes and froze momentarily. The dim light cast shadows across his

pale features, making him look more vulnerable than I’d ever seen him.

As I was about to get up from the bedside chair, his hand shot out and grabbed my wrist. His grip was weak

but desperate.

“Elena,” he called my name softly.

I quickly pulled my hand away and explained, “I was only helping you turn off the light. Don’t overthink it.“.

My voice came out sharper than intended. “I came to see you only because we were in the same car during

the accident. If you died, I wouldn’t be able to explain to the Blackwood family.”

Marcus watched my serious explanation with those intense golden eyes. After a moment, he responded with

a simple acknowledgment.

“I understand.”

Then his voice dropped to barely a whisper. “I’m sorry, I let you down.”

I was stunned and stared at him. “What do you

mean?”

face, never

beat. The air in the room suddenly felt thick

come find me when you grew up,” he continued, his voice heavy with

had forgotten you.”

at my sides, the knuckles turning white. I looked away from his penetrating

in the

me, it isn’t over,” Marcus

the movement. I immediately

your wound will tear open,” I warned. “Your mother will blame me

lay back down against the

withdrew my hand and stood with my back to him. The distance felt both necessary and

you apologizing?” I

the turmoil inside. “We’re even now. While we’ll still sever our mate bond, I’ll wait

his response, I walked toward the door. Each

retreating figure and suddenly began coughing violently. The

I’m

through the quiet room.

chest pain, and I could hear his sharp intake

hallway and entered the room quickly. She found

immediately pressed the

outside the room, frozen in place. My hand hovered over the door handle, torn between

and leaving.

quickly, their urgent voices mixing together. I stood there for a long time,

forced myself to

hotel and encountered Hugo Ashworth by the fountain

tall figure elegant against the

the shifting illumination

to see him. “What are you doing here so late at night? Are you

turned toward me with a gentle smile. “I also stay at this hotel, but I’m not used to living in

smiled despite my heavy mood. “The Northern Territory’s climate is dry. With autumn’s significant temperature differences between day and night, it’s normal

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