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.

of my husband,” I

hearing me refer to him as my husband. Was it, not the truth? I don’t understand why

don’t need you to take

and dab the cotton on the medicine. Without waiting for his permission, I press the soaked cotton against the bruise on his

the pain, and I leaned down to blow on it. I wanted to make it better. I

I was

told you I’m going to care for you, just like you do for

doesn’t seem happy with my response,

I order

around so that he was facing

you remove your

He frowns, “why?”

I can see a bruise on your chest,”

tongue is against his cheek as

gasped when I saw the deep wound in his

pain make everything better for you?”

must ask me questions,

tightly together. Why wasn’t he willing to get help? Why was

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

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

forward and lightly

he

him, and his eyes are dangerously

“That’s enough.”

not finished.”

will heal.” He cuts me off. “Thank

treat me horribly, but he didn’t treat

room, but not much had changed. Everything was still the same. We were still strangers living in the same house. I knew more about Clarissa and Autumn than I knew

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