Chapter 192: I’ll Accept Whatever You Say

Chapter 192: I’ll Accept Whatever You Say

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

When Dorothea agreed without thinking, Marcus stretched out his little finger and made a hooking gesture.

She really liked children and immediately hooked her finger with his.

“Promise!” she said with childlike delight, her eyes sparkling with innocent joy.

Adrian’s face tightened as he watched this scene unfold. His jaw clenched with visible frustration at seeing

his mentally unstable mother being so easily manipulated.

I could see the helplessness in his expression. He was powerless to argue against his mother’s condition

without causing her distress,

“If only I had met my foster sister before she was mated to Marcus Blackwood,” Adrian muttered under his

breath, his voice filled with regret.

After Dorothea settled back into her bed for rest, the three of us quietly left the recovery chamber. The soft

click of the door closing behind us seemed to echo in the sterile corridor.

Before I could speak, Adrian suddenly grabbed Marcus’s collar. His knuckles went white with the force of his

grip.

“Is it appropriate to use tactics on a patient with mental illness?” Adrian demanded, his voice low but

dangerous.

Marcus remained calm despite being grabbed. His golden eyes met Adrian’s with steady composure.

I stepped forward quickly, fearing a fight would break out in the medical facility. “Brother, please calm down.”

learns of any confrontation here, that alone would be

urgently,

with surprising sharpness. “Is Dorothea’s recognition of a foster daughter clearer

hit like a slap, Adrian’s hand

and closeness with my mate’s family,”

matter–of–fact.

audacity of his response. His grip on Marcus’s

pushing Marcus away from my foster brother. “It’s

our family dynamics.”

even me. “You are the

smile faded

own mate is so terrible…” he said quietly, his voice barely above

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away before the situation could escalate further. We left Marcus standing alone in the

smiled despite the tension. “Are you afraid of angering

to be angry since I was siding

dissipating. “I wouldn’t bother about

his hand on my shoulder, his expression growing more serious. “You forget me as a brother

The truth in his words stung more than

I returned to the recovery ward. As I opened the door,

me from behind.

face in my neck, his breath warm against

own mate,” he

the Alpha’s grip but found it impossible.

“You seem

chuckled, the sound vibrating through his chest. His fingers

immediately pulled away. The intimate contact sent unwanted

spine.

see him resisting some internal urge.

barely controlled desire.

say. I’m not

to be angry at your

Marcus’s grip loosened, I broke free from his embrace. My heart was racing from the

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