Reborn of Kate by Isla Rainfield

Chapter 22 It’s Alright, Let’s Sleep

“What are you thinking about?”

Eric’s cold and indifferent voice suddenly rang out.

Kate suddenly came back to her senses and found that Eric had already walked out of the bathroom. His wound had not healed yet, so he just wiped his body briefly. Apart from the scar on his left chest, Eric’s body was also covered with several old wounds, which looked shocking.

Kate stared blankly at the old wounds on his body.

These… were all left when Eric was fighting in the underground boxing ring.

Even though many years had passed, it was still evident from these scars how severe Eric’s injuries were at that time.

Eric was able to reach the height he was at because he was ruthless enough towards others and himself. He was crazy enough and completely reckless.

A hint of tenderness flashed in Kate’s eyes. Almost instinctively, she walked to Eric’s side, raised her hand and gently touched the old wounds on his body, her voice trembling slightly, “Does it hurt?”

Eric’s deep gaze fixed on her, watching the vulnerability and tenderness on her face, and said in a faint voice, “No. Let’s sleep.”

Eric walked straight past her, lifted the blanket and lay on the other side of the bed, deliberately keeping a distance from her.

the bed, closed her eyes, but couldn’t fall asleep no matter

scent of Eric, with

case.

beside her, breathing

“Eric…”

long time, Kate tentatively called out, but Eric

her lips, and by the faint light of the bedside lamp, she turned her head to steal a glance at

on the bed with his eyes closed, his face cold and calm, even when asleep, exuding

towards Eric, and then, as if by accident, she rolled into

was not actually asleep, stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed. His

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arms

after she fell asleep that Eric quietly opened his eyes, his gaze passing a hint of sharpness in the dark night, then slowly softening as he looked at Kate’s sleeping

facing this version of Kate. Kate’s affection, her favouritism, and her passion were like poison to him, yet he couldn’t help but be addicted and fascinated by them, willingly sinking

Kate….

a priceless treasure, he gently embraced Kate, and then he slowly closed

morning, when Kate woke up from a daze, she found the space

the bed, her face pale, not even bothering to put on her