The Returned Heiress Who Had It All (Cassia) novel Chapter 563

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Chapter 563 Where Is She?

Chapter 563 Where Is She?

It was like a catalyst, and a powerful one at that.

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“Tell me where you’re hurt.” Draven stepped closer to the tub, his gaze sweeping over her body again, checking carefully.

If she kept being watched so openly by him, Cassia felt like she was really going to lose control.

She raised her right hand and opened her palm.

In the center of her palm, four crescent–shaped wounds where her nails had dug in stood out starkly against her pale skin, and on top of that, there was a deep cut from a shard of porcelain, with tiny fragments still embedded in the flesh along the edges.

Especially the gash that ran across her entire palm from left to right, still steadily bleeding.

It was a shocking sight.

“Damn it!” A low, restrained growl broke from Draven’s mouth.

Draven quickly grabbed the first aid kit and took out antiseptic and cotton.

“I’ll treat it first!”

The moment she heard him say that, Cassia instinctively pulled her hand back.

It wasn’t that she didn’t trust him, but the injuries on the palm were different. Every finger connected to the heart, the kind of pain that felt like a drill boring straight into your chest.

She had planned to have him hand her the kit so she could do it herself.

she handled it herself, she’d feel more in control, and it wouldn’t hurt as much.

“You don’t trust me?”

Draven looked at the wounds in her palm, worry etched all over his face, his heart aching.

Who in this world wasn’t afraid of pain?

He knew she had done this to herself just to stay conscious in a critical moment.

He had told her on the phone to wait for him.

So he would make it in time.

“No…” Cassia lowered her gaze slightly.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that.” Draven’s chest rose and fell heavily.

How could he blame her? It was because he hadn’t done enough, hadn’t given her enough to fully rely on him.

Hearing his apology, Cassia slowly lifted her head, looking at his sharp profile and the way his brows were drawn together. From the very beginning, his brows had been tightly knit. She could feel it: he was worried about her more than anyone else in the

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Chapter 563 Where Is She?

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world.

Just like that time she had heatstroke, when she lay in his arms, he had worn this same expression.

Then she slowly tilted her head back and stared up at the ceiling.

Draven glanced at Cassia, and the worry in his eyes gradually eased.

Cassia’s right hand rested open on the edge of the tub.

Draven was more careful than ever as he used tweezers to pick out the fragments from her palm.

She clenched her teeth, her face twisting red from holding back the pain.

‘Almost done.”

As he kept soothing her, Draven continued treating the wound.

His movements were even gentler, afraid of hurting her.

He was truly putting his whole heart into it.

t wasn’t actually as painful as she had imagined, but maybe it was psychological; her expression still showed the strain.

‘You’re really good to me.”

Staring at the beautifully decorated ceiling, Cassia let out a long breath and couldn’t help saying it.

Draven’s hand paused for a moment, his thoughts drifting for a few seconds before he continued.

He didn’t respond. He quietly finished the treatment on her right hand before standing up, bending slightly to take her left hand.

Fortunately, there weren’t many wounds on the left.

Cassia let him take her hand and let him apply the medicine to her palm.

She kept her head tilted back, eyes fixed on the ceiling.

The look in her eyes wasn’t as cold and distant as usual. Something softer flickered beneath, a quiet, unspoken warmth rippling through it.

Seven had already arrived at Sterling’s house.

Although the boy’s autism had stabilized, Cassia still came by every day to spend time with him.

But she hadn’t come today.

Sterling noticed she hadn’t shown up and that Seven had been staying with him the whole time.

At first, he didn’t think much of it, but now it was past 10 p.m., and Seven was still there.

The longer it went on, the more Sterling felt something was off.

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