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.

was no way I would let him drag me to the hospital for that. “No, it’s fine! The

suddenly looked up, his gaze locking onto mine. “You’re afraid of needles, aren’t you?”

hesitated, then gave a

“Were you afraid of the ones they

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

I had always

than I could count, but none of their cruelty compared to the sharp, piercing pain of a

in silence–gritting my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut, turning

the world’s biggest idiot. I would do anything for love, brave

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

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

throat, but I

sighed. “Bless your

knew exactly

reacting this

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

blinked hard, willing the tears to