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 a

jaw clenches at hearing me refer to him as my husband. Was it, not the truth? I don’t understand why that should bother

to take care

for his permission, I press the soaked cotton

blow on it. I wanted to make it better. I knew he would heal

I was okay.” He

I’m going to care for you, just like you do for me.”

doesn’t seem happy with my response, but

over,” I

slowly turned around so

remove your shirt?” I ask

He frowns, “why?”

a bruise on

as he lifts the

when I saw the deep wound

everything better

growls. “If you must ask me questions, you

together. Why wasn’t he willing to get help? Why was he purposefully putting himself in situations

in pain after losing my sister and the only family I had left, but I’m not letting it affect me the way that it’s doing to him. I share his

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

and lightly

gasp when he grabs

and his eyes

“That’s enough.”

I’m not finished.” I try to

He cuts me off.

towards me? He didn’t treat me horribly, but he didn’t treat me like

us when he moved me to his room, but not much had changed. Everything was still the same.

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