Alpha Amanda's Love Adventure (By Aurora Grey) novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212 Old Injury

Amanda’s POV:

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After Michelle’s matter was settled, the banquet hall’s clamor seemed to be muted, leaving only the distant thud of waves against the ship’s hull.

I followed Samson toward the lounge. As we passed the corridor, the evening breeze slipped through the portholes, lifting the hem of his suit jacket and carrying a faint scent of cedar.

The lounge had been converted from a VIP suite. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun was sinking, casting an orange-red glow across the ivory couch and warming the entire room.

Samson loosened his tie the moment he sat down. That’s when I noticed the fabric over his left ribcage looked slightly darker. I reached out and touched it; my fingertips met a damp surface.

“When did you get hurt?” I frowned, my voice unconsciously lowering.

During the earlier chaos in the conference room, he had stayed close to me. It was probably then, when a flustered server pushed him, that an old injury was aggravated.

Samson froze for a moment, seemingly surprised, and instinctively tried to cover the stain. “It’s nothing. An old injury from handling Derrick earlier-just got bumped a little.”

I ignored his explanation, turning to the lounge’s first-aid kit to pull out iodine and gauze. He sat on the couch while I knelt slightly in front of him. Tilting my head up, I could just see the curve of his jawline. The moment the iodine swab touched his skin, his Adam’s apple moved, but he didn’t pull away. He only murmured, “Gentle, Amanda.”

His warm breath brushed my hair. My hands froze for a moment.

The sunset stretched his shadow across me, thickening the air around us. As I focused on bandaging, my fingertips brushed his warm skin. Suddenly, he pressed down on my wrist-not forceful, but with an unmistakable authority.

“Don’t move.” I pretended to remain calm, pulling back slightly, but when I looked up, our eyes met.

His

gaze

was far softer than usual, like molten sunset spilling over my face, carrying a weight of serious scrutiny. “Amanda, thank you for today.”

“Thank me for what?” I turned away, avoiding his scorching eyes. “Thank me for setting a trap to expose Michelle, or for tending to your injury?”

He chuckled, running a hand through my hair with a practiced ease. “Both.”

His fingers traced the fine hairs by my temple, stopping at my earlobe, cool to the touch. “And thank you for staying with the Eclipse Pack.”

A shiver ran through my earlobe, spreading along my nerves. I jumped up abruptly, nearly bumping into the coffee table behind me. “Bandaging done. Let’s discuss the next steps-there’s still no news from Derrick’s side. We can’t be careless.”

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Chapter 212 Old Injury

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He looked at my flustered expression, a deeper smile in his eyes, but didn’t tease me. He took a tablet from his briefcase. “I had the tech department optimize the logistics deployment plan you proposed. Take a look here…”

By the time we finished discussing work, the sun had fully set. A broadcast on deck reminded passengers that the ship was approaching port.

Samson put the tablet away, and as he stood, his movements faltered slightly. The rib injury was still painful, but he only frowned silently.

By the dock, the lights were already on.

Cody was standing by the car. Seeing us, he hurried over, his eyes scanning Samson’s face with concern. “Mr. Ortega, are you all right? Tech just reported that Derrick’s people have been monitoring the Eclipse Pack’s medicinal warehouse.”

Samson patted his shoulder, his tone no different from usual. “I’m fine. Just a minor injury. First, let’s head to the office and deploy the medicinal warehouse plan.”

“No.” I stood beside him, voice firm. “We must go to the hospital first. An old injury flaring up isn’t minor. If it affects subsequent operations, the consequences could be worse.”

Cody froze, glancing between me and Samson, troubled.

At the Eclipse Pack, Samson’s word was absolute. No one had ever dared to contradict him so directly. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long moment, then stammered, “M-Mr. Ortega, this…”

Samson turned to me, his eyes a little helpless but not angry. “Amanda, the company’s matters are more urgent.”

“Even if it’s urgent, an hour won’t matter.” I stepped in front of him, blocking his path. “If you push yourself and something happens, who will oversee the Eclipse Pack’s operations? Do you want me to confront Derrick alone?”

He studied my determined expression, silent for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed. “Listen to her. Go to the hospital.”

Looking into his eyes, my heart skipped a beat…

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