The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 121

1 gulped, stepped forward slightly, and rolled up my right sleeve.

The wound stood out–red and raw against my fair skin.

As the fabric brushed over it, a tingling sensation spread across the fraying edges, and I winced at the understated pain. It felt like ants were gnawing at me.

Soren’s expression darkened. “That’s a long gash. Did you treat it?”

“It’s not bleeding anymore, right? So it’s fine!”

He didn’t look convinced. Taking my hand, he pulled me closer to inspect the wound. “Did you use antiseptic?”

“Immediately after it happened!” I replied.

“Did you get a tetanus shot?”

“What?!” My hand trembled at the question, and I yanked it away.

drag me to the hospital for that. “No, it’s fine! The cut was shallow, and my scissors weren’t rusted! The chances of

suddenly looked up, his gaze locking onto mine.

gave a small,

afraid of the ones they used

I stared at him, and suddenly a lump formed in

always

family had hurt me more times than I could count, but none of their cruelty compared to the sharp, piercing pain of

in silence–gritting my teeth, squeezing my

was the world’s biggest idiot. I would do anything for love, brave and determined, no matter the

even Edward, ever asked if it hurt or if I was afraid. No one

through me, piercing what others overlooked.

flood of emotions clogged my throat, but I couldn’t say anything. Not here.

sighed. “Bless your heart.”

exactly

reacting this

and pulled my sleeve back down. The warmth of his fingers lingered on my wrist, spreading through

hard, willing the tears