After the Cold Marriage His Crazy Love (Iris and Julian) novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151 Be Careful

** Finished

I pursed my lips, trying to maintain my composure. “Can you please move, sir?”

“Ooh, I like it when you call me that,” he teased, eyes glinting with amusement.

I sighed heavily and ran my fingers through my messy hair in exasperation. “Do you really have to turn everythi

a sexual innuendo?”

genuinely curious,” he said suddenly, redirecting the conversation. “Why are you working

oned before, not everyone

he financial means to study here,” I muttered, glancing away

range, though,” he continu

oze at the mention of his

Isn’t Kieran your brother? From the West?”

Iness of his inquiry sending a jolt of unease through me.

How do you know that?”

He shrugged nonchalan

I bit my lip in frustr

“I’m leaving,” Id

On my way we knew

meant th

I fro

COU

om a girl I was fucking from the West.”

don’t think it’s any of your business.”

ed to exit this awkward exchange.

is shoulder. He must have been caught off guard because the next thing grazed the edge of a locker. This place was still under renovation, which pledges everywhere. Blood dripped from his hand, and he hissed in pain.

feeling a surge of guilt, even though I knew it wasn’t entirely my fault. Still, I d do nothing. With that thought, I grabbed his arm, surprising even him.

muttered.

kins from my bag and applied direct pressure to his wound.

hesitating to touch me?” he remarked, a teasing lilt to his tone.

ur mouth for a moment?” I snapped back.

e fell silent, allowing me to drag him toward the bathroom where I could properly wash his

ater.

heal on its own. Just leave it,” he insisted.

werewolf, not a god,” I muttes

like this still hurt.”

intently on his

chose to i

on at least need to cover it.”

eel him stiffening under my

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Chapter 151 Be Careful

Finished

Using my handkerchief, I wrapped it around his arm. The fabric was pink and adorned with hearts, a sharp contrast to his rugged demeanor.

“There,” I said, unable to hide the smile creeping up on my lips. He actually looked ridiculous wearing it. Stepping back, I looked up at him, still grinning.

“You’re going to wear that on your one-night stand, huh?” I teased lightly.

Our eyes met, and my smile faltered slightly as I caught the intensity of his gaze. He usually wore a joking expression when we spoke, but in that moment, he appeared serious-more serious, even, than when we had been working on our project for Miss Loveson’s class.

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