Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 370

Chapter 370 A Protective Stance

She could easily imagine what outrageous thing this man might do next.

Him kissing her hair was shocking enough who knew what would follow?

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Besides, when she’d gone to end the engagement, the man hadn’t oftered a word of objection. Her grandfather had been utterly humiliated in front of his family. And now he suddenly didn’t want it railed off?

Hmph, does he think he is that irresistible? That every woman will swoon over him? Talk about arrogance!

Lynn simply closed her eyes again, feigned deep sleep, and ignored him.

If he wanted to hold her, let him. It would serve him right if his arms cramped!

Anyway… being held like this wasn’t entirely unpleasant.

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She cracked her eyes open a sliver, a daring thought forming… she wanted to touch hire…

She’d heard a man’s muscles could be both firm and yielding. Was that true?

She pressed her lips and noticed Isabelle shifting in the seat ahead, accidentally meeting her gaze.

Lynn panicked and shot her a pleading look. Isabelle gave a slight, understanding nod.

Lynn suppressed her impulse, afraid others would notice and laugh, so she stayed perfectly still.

One wrong move, and she’d be drowning in awkwardness.

This state of being trapped between pretending and waking was testing her limits.

Isabelle smiled, nestled deeper into Damian’s embrace, and whispered, “They actually look good together.”

Damian grinned, stroking her hair. “Stop watching other people’s business. You’ll get a headache.”

She pouted and settled back with her eyes closed.

The bus jolted along the damaged road, swaying and bumping enough to make anyone queasy.

messofn Outside the window, the once–idyllic landscape from her childhood memories was now a churned–up mess of mud, littered with broken branches and debris–a scene of pure chaos.

ucas‘ shirt at his waist, her fingers accidentally brushing his skin.

cts had worn off. Now, with every jolt of the bus, a burning ache shot through her legs.

ust her position slightly, only to realize Lucas had noticed she was awake.

s over.

thurt?” Lucas asked.

does,” Lynn admitted, stopping her fidgeting but feeling unbearably restless in his arms.

“Try to sleep a little more it won’t hurt as much if you’re asleep,” Lucas sard, tightening his hold and guiding her head back to his

shoulder.

Lynn didn’t feel the physical pain as sharply anymore. Instead, a sudden wave of nervössness took over.

Anxiety washed through her like a tide.

Against her ear was the steady, strong rhythm of his heartbeat. Around her want was the warm, firm grip of his large hand

Lynn knew she was in trouble. This man had set his sights on her.

And her whole grand gesture of ending the engagement now felt like a colossal joke.

She buried her face deeper, shrinking into his embrace, too afraid to look at him.

Lucas smiled.

The bus stopped first at the hospital where Lynn was based.

A group of medical staff was already waiting out front, including Gordon in his white coat.

His expression was stern, the sharp line of his jaw tightly set.

When Lucas carried Lynn off the bus, the look on Gordon’s face darkened further.

A nurse wheeled a chair over.

Gordon stood to the side without moving, glanced at Lynn, then fixed his gaze squarely on Lucas.

“Dr. Murphy, are you alright?” the nurse asked quietly, adjusting the wheelchair, her voice full of concern.

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Chapter 370 An Intimate Gesture

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Had he come by last night

That was… unexpected.

A guy like him would give a woman his jacket?

Was she sure he wasn’t just being practical?

Lynn wrinkled her brow, feeling an unwelcome flicker of warmth.

But she quickly brushed the feeling aside. The day she’d gone alone to end the engagement, everyone had watched, and Lucas himself had listened with detached calm.

When she brought up calling it off, Lucas hadn’t shown any reaction. It had almost seemed like he was relieved:

That only solidified her resolve not to tie her life to a man like that.

She propped herself up and lifted her legs onto the cot, using Lucas‘ jacket to cover her lower body, leaving her bare legs exposed Both knees were swollen and inflamed, and her right leg had a deep cut. It wasn’t large, but the knee had little padding, and the gash looked severe enough to reveal a glimpse of bone beneath.

Lynn swallowed hard.

She’d usually seen injuries like this on other patients. Seeing it on herself was… unsettling.

Carefully, she took a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, dampened a tissue, and began cleaning the grit from around the wound. In her haste, as she pulled one tissue free, the whole pack tumbled under the cot.

Footsteps sounded just outside the tent.

“Could you help me…”

As she glanced up, she saw Lucas walk in.

“Thump- Thump-”

Lynn could clearly hear the sudden pounding of her own heart.

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Lucas didn’t fully register what she’d said. What caught his eye were Lynn’s legs, pale and long against the dark cot. They were partially covered by his jacket, but from his angle, he could still make out the edge of black lace beneath.

red her face with her hands, her voice a strained whisper.

fingers, he could see her cheeks flushed crimson and the tips of her ears burning scarlet.

as didn’t leave. Instead, he walked over, picked up the packet of tissues from the ground, and

ng your face? You should be covering what actually needs covering…” His voice was lower than usual, was almost a hint of something softer?