Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 380 Reminder

In that fleeting moment, she realized something about the room felt strange yet warm.

It was, after all, the kind of married life she had once imagined before her divorce.

However, the man standing beside her was now Wilson, Somehow, the obsession she once felt seemed to fade away.

A delayed wave of pain shot through her wrist. Wilson half-embraced her as he guided her to the sink to rinse the wound.

The posture was intimate, almost invasive. Seraphina struggled to pull her arm back. Wilson assumed it was due to the pain and adjusted his touch accordingly. He gently released her arm and cradled her injured hand, blowing on it with tenderness. Seraphina glanced at him. Wilson was unbelievably gentle.

She felt a gentle tapping on her heart, causing it to tremble slightly.

Seraphina quickly lowered her gaze, pulling her arm away. She gave a light smile and said, "It's fine; it doesn't hurt anymore."

She hid the turmoil within her heart immediately.

The burn was merely a drop of oil, now washed under cold water, leaving only a bright red mark on her pale skin. It was too stark a contrast, standing out jarringly against her fair complexion.

Wilson frowned, a hint of regret flashing across his face.

*I shouldn't have let you cook. It was careless of me," he said, holding her wrist firmly as he led her out of

the kitchen.

making it clear he wouldn't let her stay in

find that the satisfaction of cooking

to

displeased as he saw his dad holding

sat on the sofa and explained, "Nothing, just a little splash of oil. But the

was going to

"I'll have someone take care of it. You

asking for help, Seraphina watched as a maid came out of her

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Chapter 380 Reminder

at the

do it myself," Seraphina protested, feeling

eyebrow and said, "Don't

softly, feeling a bit helpless. "It really

slight stinging

on his knee.

lowered his head, gently applying the ointment. The coolness of it soothed her, even making the sting

Not bad at all..

Wilson's fingers lingered on her arm, his warmth seeping

eyes, and something flickered rapidly in them. She wanted to leave; if she stayed any longer, she might

take it anymore.