Chapter 593

Jarrod trailed after her at a leisurely pace, watching as she darted through the crowded corridors, clearly in her element.

Elodie found a doctor to examine Jarrod's injuries.

"Doesn't look like there's any major bone damage," the doctor said after a quick assessment, "but you've got a dislocated joint and some soft tissue trauma. We'll need to take care of that. Please take off your shirt."

After glancing at the dislocation site, the doctor couldn't help but think how much pain Jarrod must have been enduring he certainly had a high pain threshold.

Jarrod didn't hesitate. He unbuttoned his shirt and slipped his arm out of the sleeve. Elodie frowned as she looked at his arm-the joint was clearly out of place, and the sight alone made her wince.

The cut on his arm wasn't deep, but it looked painful all the same.

Then she noticed a scar on his arm.

It ran nearly six inches long.

His skin was pale, so the scar wasn't very dark, but on his muscular arm, it stood

out.

That was from the last time-when he saved her at the Warwick estate.

She was surprised. With all the medical resources at his disposal, he hadn't bothered to get the scar treated or removed.

was, hurt again because

feeling was strange; it almost made her feel like she

"Don't get the wound

as he straightened his shirt. Only then

already averted her gaze from his

Andrea to pick you up?" she asked, making it clear she wasn't

phone. "He's probably still wrapping things up.

"What about Keith?"

of town on

no one

together in silence. She glanced at his arm, thinking again of that old scar,

not trying to

car, Elodie asked,

gave her a sideways look. "Need me to give you directions to the

Of course she didn't.

still

not to press

straight to

recognized his car and opened automatically. They pulled into

turned to her. "Could you grab

say anything and retrieved the

to

this place no longer

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