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.

to the hospital for that. “No, it’s fine! The cut was

onto mine. “You’re afraid of needles,

hesitated, then gave a small, reluctant nod.

voice softened. “Were you afraid of the ones they

a beat. I stared at him, and suddenly a lump formed in

had always been

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

in silence–gritting my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut, turning my face away–all for Edward.

idiot. I would do anything for love, brave and determined, no matter

one, not even Edward, ever asked if it hurt or if I was afraid. No

saw through me, piercing what others overlooked. And more than that he

flood of emotions clogged my throat, but I couldn’t say

understood anyway and sighed. “Bless your

knew exactly why

this

his fingers lingered on my wrist, spreading through

hard, willing the