Departure with a Belly (Alaric and Victoria) novel Chapter 503

Chapter 503 He Abused You

There was a group of people behind him, too, including Terrance. With a worried gaze, he looked at Victoria. “Is your leg hurt, Miss Selwyn?”

Alaric looked at her leg for a moment before staring ahead once more. He didn’t want to risk tripping and causing harm to her, so he had to keep his eyes on the road. “Not the time for that. Once we leave this place, I’ll take you to the doctor.”

He held her tighter, almost merging them into one. Victoria kept trying to tell him to wait, but he didn’t listen. All he cared about was taking her away. He knew she would be here, so the whole street was evacuated for them. No one came to stop them as they went through the street, and before long, Victoria was tucked into a car-the very same one that followed them.

But the car turned to the other junction on its way here, so how did it come back that fast?

Once they were in the car, Alaric said coldly, “Go.”

The car whi zzed ahead, and a motorcade followed it. Victoria settled in and recalled Ethan and Jessie were still in the hospital, so she turned around. She then felt something tighten around her shoulders, and the air cooled. It was Alaric holding her in his embrace.

“Good to see you safe,” he whispered. Victoria’s chin was resting on his shoulder.

He was holding her firmly in his embrace, his arms like vines enveloping her, refusing to let her go.

Victoria teared up. She might have lost all memories of him, but the feeling that came from him was something she would never forget. She wasn’t averse to his touch. Even when she had lost her memories and Bane had claimed that he was her fiancé, she would still stay away from him and avoid his touch. She did not feel repulsed by this man, however.

She loved everything about him, and she had longed for him; his touch, his warmth, and even the sound of his breathing. A few moments later, Victoria slowly returned his hug. A long, long while later, she caught a whiff of blood, and she scrunched up her nose, thinking she must’ve gotten it wrong.

Yet, the stench worsened. Noticing that something was off, Victoria pushed Alaric away. At first, he wouldn’t let go of her, still holding her tightly, but then he realized there must be a reason for this, so he let her go and stared at her closely. “Are you hurt somewhere?”

Oh, he’s let me go. Victoria shook her head. Just when she was about to ask him a few questions, she noticed the blood on his shirt, and she extended her hand, trying to touch it. “You’re hurt?”

Before she could touch his wound, he grabbed her hand. “I’m fine.” A beautiful smile curled his lips. “Just an old wound. Nothing big.”

She frowned at that. “An old wound? But it’s bleeding.”

Alaric froze and raised his other hand, trying to hold the wound down, but then he noticed something off, so he stopped himself. Terrance, too, noticed what he wanted to do, so he quickly handed Alaric a folded handkerchief. “Mr. Cadogan.”

Alaric took it and held it down on his wound, saying, “I’m fine. Must’ve pulled on it just now.”

“Is that so?” Victoria gave him a doubtful stare. “Are you sure you’re fine?”

“I’m fine,” he reassured, but he still wouldn’t let her go, as if he was afraid she might get a closer look.