Chapter 653

Upon hearing this, Dr. Winston looked discomforted, “Hex, your friend’s skin was cut open and flesh was torn; it’s no normal wound. I’ll have to patch him up before I can give you the full report.”

Cassius stared at the raw lacerations crisscrossing Chasel’s body, the ache in his chest spreading like wildfire.

“Some of these might need stitches. I doubt we can avoid some battle scars.”

Seeing Cassius‘ face grow stormier by the second, Dr. Winston offered a wry smile in consolation, “Hey, a few scars on a guy just add to his rugged charm, right? Your friend’s not the prissy type, is he?”

Cassius‘ face twisted into a scowl. Not the prissy type?

The guy who wouldn’t let a single drop of olive oil stain his designer suit, who’d go for a full wardrobe change if it did – he was not the prissy type?

If he was not, then no one would be prissy on this planet. He could already picture it – the nuclear meltdown Chasel would have when he saw his marred back after waking up.

“Just do your best, please.”

“He’s your guy. How could I not give it my all?” Dr. Winston responded, the term “your guy” sending a faint blush across Cassius‘ cheeks.

It took over two hours, but Dr. Winston meticulously treated every wound, sparing no expense with all his finest ointments.

Once the man on the bed was breathing steadily in slumber, Cassius finally felt a whisper of relief.

“Check his body temperature in the morning. If he’s fever–free, we’ll be golden, Winston wiped sweat from his brow.

“Dr. Winston, I can’t thank you enough,” Cassius offered his heartfelt gratitude.

“Hex, drop me ‘Doctor‘, will ya? Makes me uncomfortable.”

Dr. Winston locked eyes with him, deep and sincere, “Just like old times, call me Win.”

Cassius‘ lips parted, a choked whisper escaped, “Win.”

crisp, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. For that one address, he’d walk through fire

his injuries. So, he made

LEMIE

by the witching hour, he succumbed to

Cassius sensed the cool scent of medicinal cream and

willpower, he snapped his eyes open.

“Cassius.”

soft glow of the moon, Cassius saw Chasel, bare–chested, straddling him, his skin so pale it almost glowed, glistening with

flushed with fever, his legs trembling,

still

are you doing?” Cassius‘ voice was controlled, though the

then I woke up to see you. I couldn’t believe you were actually here. I just needed to

and slowly, he raised his hand, his warm palm settling on Chasel’s abdomen, caressing his

still think you’re dreaming?”

and then leaned down passionately, almost

intertwined, the room filled with the sound of passionate whispers.

else, just let me stay by your side, even if we have to hide forever.”

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contain or resist. He couldn’t hide it any longer, nor could her stand it. He was

on, I’m your little fox,

with sweat, nestled into Cassius‘ bare yet

mess the

victims‘ families, accompanied by generous compensation. He also orchestrated a media blitz to

officials handling the case.

had made sacrifices in this

her body, but she still had to navigate the murky waters of high–ranking

vestige of value by his side. She was

as Evadne’s double, if she lost this too, Avery would

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