Chapter 1986

Rosalynn’s hand hovered in midair, frozen.

Wayne’s reaction was instinctively extreme.

Realizing he had overreacted, Wayne stepped back. “Honey, I’m fine. If anything was wrong, I’d tell you.” He cautiously approached Rosalynn again.

“I want to see your wound, Rosalynh insisted.

Why wouldn’t she suspect anything?c2

Wayne was the kind of man who, if he stubbed his toe, would make a melodramatic scene in front of her.

His wrist had been cut.

the first to rush to her, shouting so

she asked about it, he’d never

Wayne wouldn’t have hidden it from

remained silent. An unspoken stand-off ensued

Wayne lowered his gaze, “I didn’t want you

it from me is what’s causing me to worry!” Rosalynn said

in resignation, Wayne rolled up his sleeve, revealing his bandaged wrist to

hesitate to tear

somewhat inflamed, almost healed wound,

to retract his hand, to hide the ugly scar from Rosalynn. But he dared

claim this is from a razor? It’s too deep. Did you… did you…” Rosalynn trailed off, frightened by her own thoughts. She stared at Wayne, her

down her cheeks, and Wayne was

he quickly explained. “Do you remember the day I lost my walking cane? After sorting out some business, I was on my way home for dinner, when that kid from today called.

wound on one. It’s not just my wrist; I got a few scratches elsewhere too. didn’t want you to worry, so I went to the apartment to treat the wound, changed my clothes, and came home. But I left my cane in the park,

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