Chapter 191 Maybe Try A Little Harder To Hide It

Eric lowered his gaze slightly, giving a small nod. “Alright. What is it you want to say?”

Linda’s lips pressed together before she spoke, her voice laced with quiet frustration. “Aren’t you even going to ask how I got hurt?”

That question….

Without answering right away, he reached for the medical kit, closing it carefully before exhaling. “I may not know the details, but I don’t believe Ernest would have done it on purpose.”

Linda’s fingers curled slightly, her smile turning wry.

“No, he didn’t.” Her voice softened, tinged with something almost fragile. “But sometimes, the worst wounds don’t come from deliberate cruelty… They come from carelessness.”

Eric had no immediate response.

Some things–especially emotions–were too personal for outsiders to untangle. Even well–meaning interference often backfired and made things worse.

*Eric.”

Her voice carried an odd weight now, something deeper than before. “If–and I mean if–Ernest truly betrayed me… would you help me?”

“What are you talking about? He won’t hurt you like that!” Eric’s chest tightened slightly. He didn’t want to entertain that thought.

I’m asking you–what if!”

Linda’s insistence sharpened, her eyes growing red as she pressed on. “Eric, you once promised me–you said. you’d always be good to me, that you’d help me no matter what. Did you mean it?”

Eric frowned, his expression unreadable as he let the weight of her words settle.

Finally, he spoke, his tone measured but firm. “If that day ever comes… I won’t turn a blind eye. I won’t abandon you

That was all he could give her

With that, he picked up the medical kit and stood. “You can sleep in the guest room downstairs tonight. I’ll bring you a change of clothes”

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only light came from the soft glow

was already in bed, her breathing slow and steady, but

closet, retrieved a set of clothes, and returned to sit at

a second, and then spoke softly, not

he wasn’t fooled. The slight flutter of her eyelashes gave

room downstairs tonight. I took a set

tinged with amusement and mild irritation. “I was just about to fall asleep, and you woke me up for this? Why does it even matter?”

reached for her hand, feeling the slight tension in

clothes,” he said gently. “I figured I should ask you.”

out a

You make the decisions, not me. Didn’t

His expression darkened slightly as he lowered his voice. “It’s late, she was upset, and she

of him, indeed!

bother arguing. It wasn’t

to ask you. That was my mistake…” He paused, studying her expression carefully. “I’ll be

He could tell she wasn’t exactly

his hands. “I noticed you hadn’t even removed the

you ”

exhaled sharply, waving a dismissive hand. “Go on. She’s waiting,

was indifferent, but Eric felt no relief. In fact, an unexpected tightness settled in his chest. Why

a brow when she noticed he was still sitting there. “Why are you still

finally standing up.

“Mhm.”

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That Ernest is two- timing? Her smirk deepened. “And

“Hadley-”

her hands together, laughing

waved him off, her tone laced with amusement and derision. “Go on, Eric! What are you still doing here? Don’t waste time with me–go be

Eric’s temper finally snapped. His voice, tight with anger, cut through the air like

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