The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 407

The only difference now was that Soren was my boyfriend.

The question I’d been holding onto resurfaced. “Why are you so good at taking care of people? It almost feels like you’ve had practice.”

Soren smiled while smoothing healing cream onto my injuries. “Are you wondering if I picked up this skill from my last relationship?”

“That’s not what I was thinking,” I said.

He had told me before that his time with his ex had been brief and shallow. I doubted he’d had any reason to care for her the way he did for me.

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Soren blew lightly on the cream. “You don’t need experience to know how to care for someone. We’re adults. We should already know what to do or at least what not to do. The real question is whether we want to. It has nothing to do with technique. Sincerity is all it takes.”

Again, I was caught off guard by how plain and heartfelt his answer was. But he was right. How hard could it be to care for someone? All it really took was the will to do it.

care for me, so he simply

Soren.” I

“Hmm?”

such a gem. How does someone like you even exist, and how did I get lucky

have caught whatever disease he had, blurting out romantic

on to my other wrist. “I could ask the same about you. You’re stronger, braver, and more formidable than I could ever be. Most people raised in your environment wouldn’t have made

nothing like that. You’re independent,

intently that I forgot about

raised in a perfect garden, cared for by expert gardeners. But you… grew up in adversity, in toxic soil without any

man knew me better

or my

of me without hesitation. That’s why he’d never once looked down on

eyes stung. I started

all of this, Soren?!

completely overtaken by feeling. I loved him. I loved him so much.