Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine novel Chapter 238

It was only after entering the lounge that Brian placed Grace on the sofa. Looking at her left hand that was gently covered by her right hand, he asked, "Does it hurt?"

"A little," she mumbled.

He looked at the pained expression on her face. He knew that she was understating it. Her face had always been peaceful and calm. Now her brows were drawn together and her lips were pressed into a thin line. She was even speaking with difficulty.

Looking at her like this, his heart ached.

It was a strange feeling to him. When he saw her kneeling and groveling on the ground… When he saw the copper stove smashing against her hand... All of a sudden, he felt as if his heart was being crushed. It was extremely painful.

His wolf pushed against his skin and he almost shifted right there in the middle of the room!

He’d never had trouble controlling his wolf before.

Almost reflexively, he rushed forward to help her up.

Why did he do that?

Brian had been in town before and proved that she was not the one he was looking for, but it was as if his emotions were still affected by her.

Was it because of her looks? Was it because she looked like the person he remembered, so he was emotionally affected even though he knew she was not the woman he was looking for?

It was not long before the film crew's doctor arrived and rushed to give Grace a preliminary examination.

As the doctor's hand touched the location of Grace's injury and made sure that there was no problem with the bone, she whimpered. Naturally, the pain Grace felt was severe.