Chapter 229: His Confession

Chapter 229: His Confession

(Elena Blackwood’s POV)

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The tension from my encounter with the mysterious man still lingered in my chest like a cold stone. But before I could fully process what had just happened, another drama unfolded right before my eyes.

“Hugo, can you help me bring the gift to grandmother?” a familiar voice called out from behind us.

I turned to see Felix Xavier approaching, his predatory smile still playing at his lips. The same sinister gleam in his eyes that had made my skin crawl moments before.

Hugo didn’t respond to Felix’s greeting directly.

protective stance unmistakable.

lead, he

stepped slightly closer to me, his

“How long have you been back in the Northern Territory?” Hugo asked, his tone carefully neutral.

Felix’s smile widened, revealing perfect white teeth that somehow made him look more

dangerous. “Not long. But I’ve noticed many things have changed”

His gaze swept over me with deliberate slowness, making me feel like by a predator. The meaningful glint in his eyes intensified.

“For instance,” Felix continued, “the Central Healing

healer.”

ey being examined

acquired such

at me to run. The surname Xavier confirmed my worst fears – this was connected to Fred Xavier, the man from

wasn’t the same person. He was

myself, I responded with polite restraint. “Mr.

his eyes never leaving my face. He seemed to be studying my reaction, searching for something I couldn’t

clearly uncomfortable with

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to the daughter of the Harrison family. Should I

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with casual familiarity. “If I hold a mating ceremony,

shrugged off the hand on his shoulder, his movement smooth

sending chills down my spine. Without another word, he walked toward

I breathed a small sigh of relief. But my expression remained serious as the

his scholarly features creased with concern.

carefully. “It’s

refined

sudden apology. “What are you

you here, but it caused you to suffer,” Hugo said, his voice sincere. “I didn’t

and protective instincts. A small smile tugged at my

Ashworth,” I said

me expectantly,

anyone ever told you that you are cold on the outside but warm

asked, his

feeling self–conscious. “I… I

statement.”

was tinged with helplessness, as if he were revealing something

my head, my cheeks warming slightly. “Professor Ashworth, I know that you are

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me,” Hugo said softly,

firmness in his voice made me look up at him

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