Chapter 258
I pulled away slightly from his embrace to look at my knee but through my teary eyes, I couldn’t make sense of what I was seeing.
Soren looked down at me and smiled. “Are you crying? Was it really that terrifying?”
I hated him in that moment for making me endure that “toure,” so I simply ignored him.
But he didn’t seem bothered. He pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and offered it to me. “Do you want to wipe your tears yourself, or should I do it for you?”
I snatched the handkerchief from his hand with a pout and wiped my tears in frustration.
Just as I managed to calm down and was about to push him way, pretending I was fine, the doctor said, “I’m going to move the needles a little, but don’t worry–It won hurt.”
I turned back to see the doctor adjusting the needles, pulling at my swollen skin. Instinctively, a wave of fear. surged through me, and I buried my face in Soren’s chest again.
“Ow… It hurts….
I felt him laugh, his abdomen trembling slightly.
“Can you be a little gentler, please?” Soren asked the doctor
“I’m being as gentle as I can, but it’s normal for her to feel a little sore,” the doctor replied.
I didn’t respond… In fact, I couldn’t.
Thus, I endured the discomfort, which drained all of my energy.
The treatment lasted for 40 minutes, during which I clung to Soren and cried the entire time. My tears soaked the front of his shirt.
When it was finally over, he glanced down at the wet marks on his shirt and, unbelievably, joked, “I suppose I have your tears to thank if I catch a cold.”
My eyes were still teary as I glanced up at him, looking pitiful beyond words.
Annoyed, I grumbled, “You seem to be relishing the sight of me being tortured, you heartless man…”
His expression shifted slightly, turning into a cold smirk. “Serves you right for sneaking out to have fun without telling me.”
pursed my lips, speechless at his retort.
By the time we left the hospital, it was already past 11 p.m.
I still couldn’t walk, so Soren carried me back to the car.
I didn’t bother struggling this time. After all, I had just spent nearly an hour crying in his arms, so trying to distance myself then would be pointless and overly dramatic.
“How should we do this? Should I take you home, or do you want to stay at my place for the time being?”
I stiffened, my eyes widening in shock. What did he mean by “stay at my place“? Was he suggesting that we… together?
live
Noticing my misunderstanding, Soren quickly explained, “only meant that you probably need someone to take
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care of you. Stop overthinking
1 blinked and snapped back to reality
“Please take me home. I can manage on my mom if I need lp, I’ll ask a friend,” muttered.
Loould on My annulment wasn’t finalized yet, so living together was but of the pestion, even though told noget der my relationship with Soren. That was a matter of principle
Soren studied me for a moment before offering a faint smile “Alright. I’ll take you home then.”
Exhaustion began to creep in as we drove home.
I had been in pain all day, and the treatment had left my nerves on edge
Now that the pain had eased and my body relaxed, fatigue washed over me, making it impossible to keep my sp
open.
After I startled awake for the second time, he said, “Go ahead and sleep if you’re tired. I’ll wake you up whe get there.”
Soren’s voice was gentle and reassuring
I glanced at him but was too drained to respond.Hence, I tilted my head to the side and drifted off to sleep.
Somehow, my head found a steady place to rest while I remained in a drowsy haze.
I was so sleepy that I couldn’t even be bothered to open my eyes, allowing myself to lean into the steady comfort.
I didn’t know how long I slept, but when I woke up, I felt at peace.
