Chapter 317


Chapter 317:

“You’re wounded,” Cedric observed, his tone tinged with a blend of accusation and concern.

“I saw it earlier. Now that we’re alone, let me attend to it.”

“It’s really just a scratch,” Daniela dismissed.

“I’ve weathered far worse storms.”

Over the years, she’d suffered her fair share of nicks and cuts from pencil tips while immersed in her designs. Those injuries had been more severe than this minor scrape.

Cedric’s jaw clenched.

“May I come in?”

Daniela stepped back, granting him entry.

Inside, Cedric made his way to the sofa and set the medical kit on the coffee table. Without a glance, he commanded, “Sit.” His voice carried a note of grievance, as if he bore the injury himself.

up her

as he cleaned her wound with

dry,” he instructed

“Got it.”

foods, and lay off the soy

Cedric was already

work wonders. Apply it once

worry about any

gentle, laden

my fault today. I failed to protect you.

finished, he discarded the used swab in the trash

his shirt. Her action was spontaneous. She looked up and

“You…”

muttered through

“I should go now.”

on his shirt

your fault. That ashtray—I flung it myself. How does that implicate

paused, then handed

have even noticed the scratch

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