Nina quickly wiped away the tears from her face, trying to appear normal, then turned to him, saying, "You've had quite a bit to drink today. You should lie down and rest."

Nash, not mistaken, furrowed his brows slightly and asked again, "Were you crying just now?"

Nina instinctively lowered her head and replied, "Got something in my eyes."

"Why were you crying?" he asked. He rarely saw her shed tears, and when she did, it meant she was really upset.

Nina's gaze shifted to him, hesitating for a moment before she asked, "When I was cleaning you up earlier, I noticed many wounds on your body. I never noticed them before. I didn't realize you had so many injuries."

He paused, realizing her tears were shed for him, and asked, "Are you worried about me?" His words caught Nina off guard, leaving her feeling empty yet accelerated, as if her deeply buried secret was about to be revealed.

"I've never seen so many wounds on a person before. It must have been very painful when you got those injuries," she said.

who needed to prepare mentally even

usual coldness and aloofness. "You do care if I'm in pain. Nina, you're the first

gaze, seeing a mix of surprise,

have been people who cared about you back then-your grandfather, your mother,

with a retinue of people constantly attending to him, as if he

sustain so many injuries? sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ

body she could understand,

nothing left to hide. He unbuttoned his shirt again allowing her to see every scar on his body clearly. Nina bit her lip, stiff finding it

unworthy of recollection. "It's been a long time, and I'd rather not dwell on it," he said casually. Then, his deep gaze met Nina's, a sense of

the other was that he believed her concern was genuine. Recalling his

sound of her words,

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