The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

Chapter 176

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 176

BOOK 3 CHAPTER 12

~Willow~

He had bruises on his face again. These were fresh bruises. It meant that he’d only just gotten them.

“Why did you do this to yourself?” I demand from him. “Was kissing me so bad that you must hurt yourself to forget about it?”

His jaw clenches, and the muscles in his arms pulse almost angrily, “why are you still awake?”

He ignored my question about kissing me. I couldn’t believe this. Dante must truly hate being married to me.

It all made sense now. Those fights were helping him stay married to me. It was the only thing that kept him sane.

He looks over his shoulder when I don’t respond to his question.

I don’t say anything as I walk out of the room. He doesn’t follow me either, not that I was expecting him to.

I walk toward the medicine cabinet. Autumn told me about it. She mentioned that it might be a good idea to help take care of Dante’s wounds whenever he returned home like this.

I knew that Dante was protecting me only because of Anya, but I wanted to protect him in return still.

I grab one of the kits and walk up the stairs back to his room. He doesn’t even look up at the door when I return.

He is lying on his tummy with his face turned to the side. His eyes are closed, and he’s breathing heavily. He must be tired from the fight.

I quietly walked over to his side and sat on the edge of the bed. His entire body tensed when he realized how close I was to him.

“What are you doing?” He asks without opening his eyes.

care of my husband,” I answer without

clenches at hearing me refer to him as my husband. Was it, not the

need you to take care of

Without waiting for his permission, I press

down to blow on it. I wanted to make it better. I knew he would heal eventually, but right

you I was okay.”

to care for you, just like you

doesn’t seem happy with my response, but he doesn’t stop me

I order

slowly turned around so that he

you remove your shirt?”

He frowns, “why?”

a bruise on

as he

the deep wound

pain make everything better for

any of your questions.” He growls. “If you must ask me questions, you can leave the medicine here;

to get help? Why was he purposefully putting himself in situations to get

and the only family I had left, but I’m not letting it affect me the way that it’s doing to him. I

press the cotton against the wound on his chest. His forehead creased, and I could sense

leaned forward and lightly blew on his

he grabs

and his

“That’s enough.”

I’m not finished.” I try to

He cuts me off. “Thank

didn’t treat me horribly, but he didn’t treat me like I was his

when he moved me to his room, but not much had changed. Everything was still the same. We were still strangers living in

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