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 sleeve and presenting her

silence as he cleaned her wound with

dry,” he instructed

“Got it.”

clear of spicy foods, and lay off the soy sauce—it might

to acknowledge it, Cedric was already

Apply it once the wound closes to prevent

about any

voice was gentle, laden

I failed to protect you. It

the used swab

before he could, Daniela instinctively caught the hem of his shirt. Her action was spontaneous. She looked up and froze at the sight

“You…”

Cedric muttered

“I should go now.”

his shirt

are you beating yourself up? Today’s mishap wasn’t your fault. That ashtray—I flung it myself. How does that

paused, then handed

the

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