Chapter 699 Get It Treated
Herman had been warned ahead of time. When Ayla appeared, he didn’t flinch.
He had helped Draven take her children. He had been part of the surveillance. The mother had come collect what was hers, and Herman had no ground to stand on. He kept his mouth shut.
Draven’s car pulled up behind them.
Herman moved toward it immediately, two doctors falling into step behind him.
Draven stepped out with one hand pressed against the stab wound in his thigh. His hand was soaked through. The sight of it was jarring.
Herman’s expression changed immediately. He turned to the doctors. “See to him now. Is it that serio
Draven had hurt himself before, deliberately. Physical pain had a way of crowding out the other kind, he had come to rely on that. The wound didn’t trouble him. If anything, it steadied him.
Ayla had arrived without warning. She had seen him and Troy at their worst. She had heard about Jere
Every ugly, buried thing had surfaced at once, and he’d had no time to prepare, no way to shape how a of it reached her. He didn’t know how to meet her eyes.
And yet he couldn’t stop looking at her. He needed to know what was on her face, whether it was anger something worse. It was anger, almost certainly, maybe hatred by now. But it didn’t matter. He couldn’t look away. Not for a second.
He had spent his whole childhood in corners, watching other people from a distance.
Maybe Draven really was what Troy said he was–a man who needed to watch her, to know everything about her, at any cost.
He didn’t care about the wound. He only wanted to keep her in his sight, because the moment he looked away, she might be gone.
“I’m fine.” He just wanted to wash the blood off his hands.
Herman looked at the white of his face and thought that Draven had genuinely lost his mind.
The leg had been bleeding steadily the entire drive. The black fabric of his trousers had darkened all the way to the ankle. There was blood in his shoe. Another stretch of this and he’d be going into shock.
“The wound needs to be treated. Now.” Herman didn’t leave room for argument.
Draven wanted to see to his guests. The injury was a distraction he had no patience for
“Move,” he said.
Ayla stopped walking. She turned around and looked at him with open contempt, “I still need an apology from you, Mr. Storm. It would be inconvenient if you died before you got around to it. I’d hate for that to somehow become my problem.”
Chapter 699 Get it Treated
Draven heard the sarcasm and felt something loosen in his chest. He was glad for it
She had never spoken to him like this when they were together. She had always been careful measured. This–the sharpness, the irritation, and the complete lack of deference–felt like so real.
He looked at her. It won’t be your problem”
Her expression hardened further. “What about your brother? Your mother? The bandage can w s, Draven. A man who doesn’t care whether he lives or dies is an idiot. Or worse.” Her voi
ths together and she had never once en this in him.
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