The One He Dismissed Became The One He Died For novel Chapter 51

Miles Zimmerman pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

Claire Jenner clearly saw the tips of his ears turning red.

The sting of iodine made her flinch, but he held her wrist firmly.

"Stop squirming," he murmured.

"Then be gentler," she whined playfully. "You're doing this on purpose."

He didn't reply, but his touch softened. After bandaging her, he handed her a glass of water.

"I've called the police. Once they gather evidence, building management will clean up the mess outside."

"You've had a shock. You can go to the station tomorrow to give your official statement," he said calmly.

"Bring your door camera footage. It probably caught the guy's face."

In just half an hour, Miles had handled everything.

"Have you crossed anyone lately?" His gaze turned somber.

Claire thought about it and shook her head.

Even Jefferson Sterling wouldn't stoop to such cheap tactics. Besides, she hadn't given anyone her new address at Grandview Heights.

The image of the poor cat and the bloody note flashed in her mind. A chill ran down her spine.

"Don't overthink it," Miles said softly. "The police will catch them."

"Dr. Zimmerman, thank you for letting me stay tonight."

"Get some rest."

"Goodnight, Dr. Zimmerman." Claire slipped into the guest room, already familiar with the layout.

Miles stepped onto the balcony and made a call, keeping his voice low.

"Yeah, it's my current place. 502, right across the hall."

"Look into it and send me the details."

When Claire woke up the next morning, Miles had already left for the hospital.

She grabbed her phone and saw unread texts on the lock screen.

[Breakfast is in the microwave. Don't go wandering off, especially not to construction sites or material markets. I'm heading out for a medical mission and will be back in two days.]

Short and bossy, his usual style.

Yet underneath, she could feel his concern.

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