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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stepped into the master bedroom, where the only light

bed, her breathing slow and steady, but

he entered the walk–in closet, retrieved a set of clothes, and returned to sit at the edge

a second, and then spoke softly, not wanting to startle her. “Hey.”

fooled. The slight flutter of her eyelashes gave her

staying in the guest room downstairs tonight. I took a set of your clothes for her. Do you think this set

chuckle, her voice tinged with amusement

her hand, feeling the slight

said gently. “I

a

that, Eric. Everything here is yours, not mine. You make the decisions, not me. Didn’t you already decide to let Linda stay without

he lowered his voice. “It’s late, she was upset, and she refused

thoughtful of

arguing. It

you. That was my

could tell she wasn’t exactly thrilled after everything that had happened

removed the tags, so I figured you

you ”

hand. “Go on. She’s waiting, isn’t she? Don’t

an unexpected tightness settled in his chest. Why did it bother him that she was letting it

was still sitting there. “Why are you still

second before finally standing

“Mhm.”

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“Is it true? That Ernest is two- timing?

“Hadley-”

now!” Hadley clapped her hands together,

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

His voice, tight with anger, cut through the air like a

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