“I know how to change bandages, and I’ve also got medicine.” Bryant stood

up and walked over, each step pressing down on my heart like a weight. “I’ll

teach you how to change it.”

“Well, you might as well do it yourself.” With that, I turned to leave.

“Jane.” He suddenly grasped mine, his voice gravelly with emotion, “It hurts.”

Those two words alone were enough to shatter my defenses. After all, it was

a gunshot wound. I couldn’t take it lightly.

I eyed him suspiciously. “Bryant, when did I ever miss that you’re such a

drama king?”

He looked down casually. “So, are you falling for this act?”

“No.” I dropped the word and turned to leave, only for him to pull me back

forcefully. He lowered his proud head for the first time, his voice softening, “It

hurts.”

kick myself. ‘Jane, you’re such a

thinking of his wound, I couldn’t bring myself

sorry for a man would make a woman’s life a terrible

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the medicine?”

sofa,” his

picked up the bag from the sofa and returned,

his gaze following my

I found everything there, including the

agents. It was as if everything was ready except

would help him.

him, puzzled. “Were you waiting for Margaret to play

with your father.’ I added silently

use is your brain anyway? Is

add a few inches

to his sarcasm and didn’t bother to argue,

your shirt.”

carefully treat his wound. He taught me

dressing but not utter unnecessary words.

on his forehead.

help but ask,

asked, his eyes

my soul,

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