Chapter 1332:

It didn’t take long before she reappeared, carrying a fresh bowl filled with steaming chicken soup.

Gorman reached out, ready to accept the bowl and thank her, but hesitated. His hands pulled back at the last second.

Turning away, he let out a cough and pressed his hand to his chest, sinking against the pillows as if the pain had grown sharper.

He lowered his voice, almost pleading. “Linsey, I really don’t think I can manage the soup on my own. My injuries are acting up. Would you help me?”

She gave him a look full of innocent honesty. “That’s odd, because you seemed plenty energetic when you jumped up and hugged me earlier.” A flush of embarrassment crept over his face.

Recovering quickly, he explained, “I shouldn’t have moved so suddenly. Now I’ve made my injuries worse, and I can barely lift my arms. That’s why I need help with the soup.”

it’s fine if you don’t want to. I’ll just manage somehow, maybe drink it straight from the bowl. It’ll be a struggle, but

won out, and she couldn’t ignore

out with pure sincerity. “Thank you. You really are the kindest person I’ve

compliment brought a rush of color to

she offered him the first spoonful of the soup, she decided to ask,

you want. It makes no difference

you near the water, you were in bad shape—blood everywhere and two gunshot wounds. What on earth


imagination takes flight

tugged at Gorman, slowing his words as he replied, “Someone ambushed me on my way home. They chased me down

he revisited that night, a

gentle nursing and quiet support—her kindness had brought warmth to a life long

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