The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 304

Evelyn let Dominic guide her by the hand into the living room. Her tears kept cascading down her cheeks.

It wasn't until she sank into the sofa that Dominic caught the full extent of her distress by seeing her crying like a child .

A flicker of softness passed through Dominic's typically icy gaze. "Getting hurt and then drinking on my doorstep? Didn't you think of going to the hospital?"

"I'm not that childish, to drown my sorrows in booze."

Evelyn sniffled, her voice muffled.

"I just bought a bottle of vodka to disinfect the wound."

As Dominic gently coaxed her torn sleeve aside to assess the injuries, she winced.

The pain was evident, yet she halted her tears, feigning strength.

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

She shook her head in denying.

"How long were you out there?"

Dominic inspected her wound, contemplating. It needed cleaning and professional medical treatment.

"Not long." Evelyn wouldn't admit that she'd spent the whole night outside, thoughts consumed by him.

"I'll grab some iodine and cotton for you. After I clean the cut, we're heading to the hospital."

As he rose from his crouch before her, she quickly clutched his hand.

Dominic turned back.

The redness in her eyes and the shimmer of tears betrayed her, yet this time, her smile was genuine. "Dominic, you do have a heart in there, don't you?"

He didn't respond verbally. Instead, he gently pulled her hand away to fetch the medical kit.

Evelyn's spirits inexplicably soared.

The night's ordeal seemed suddenly worthwhile. If getting hurt could stir a flicker of concern in Dominic, she'd gladly bear wounds every day.

Though his current look of concern bore no comparison to the intense worry he'd shown for her sister-in-law, it was enough for Evelyn.

Her heart skipped joyfully, hope reigniting.

Returning with the iodine and sterile scissors, Dominic sat before her. "I need to cut your clothes to properly disinfect the wound."

"It's okay, I can handle it," Evelyn assured him, bracing herself.

It was painful actually, especially when Dominic snipped through the bloodied fabric which was tugged at the wound.

She shivered with the pain, thinking if the cut was deeper, her life might be at risk of losing too much blood.

Anger flickered in Dominic's eyes. "With such a serious injury, why didn't you ring the bell last night?"

His tone was scolding, but it warmed Evelyn's heart. She mustered a smile. "I was afraid of annoying you, you know. Auch!"

He eased his touch. "You feel pain after all?"

"Not when you're concerned about me. Even a stab in the heart wouldn't hurt then," Evelyn beamed.

Dominic handed her a pack of sterile cotton. "Clean it yourself."

"I'm too hurt to do it on my own."