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

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

to take

Without waiting for his permission, I

to make it better. I knew he would heal eventually,

told you I was

care for you, just like

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

over,” I

slowly turned around so

your

He frowns, “why?”

can see a bruise

his cheek as he lifts the

I saw the deep wound in his

make everything better

your questions.” He growls. “If you must ask me questions,

to get help? Why was he purposefully putting himself

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 pain. If he’d open up to me, maybe we

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

leaned forward and lightly blew on

gasp when he grabs

up at him, and his eyes are dangerously

“That’s enough.”

I’m not finished.”

will heal.” He cuts me

treat me horribly, but he

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

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