Billionaire's Match

Chapter 971

Noah’s voice dropped even lower, each word drawing him closer, his whole body leaning in. Before Charlotte could respond, he gently bit her lips.

At the same moment, a sharp groan echoed through the spacious master bedroom of the villa.

Ethan struggled in front of the full-length mirror, carefully changing the dressing on his waist and abdomen. The wounds weren’t deep, but the swelling was severe. Each dressing change required thorough cleaning, and the pain made him want to scream-or die.

‘Never again in this life will I ever want to see a knife!’ he thought, grimacing.

By the time the dressing was done, his face was as pale as paper, and sweat had soaked the hair at his temples. He couldn’t shower because of the wounds, so he reluctantly wiped himself down with a towel, enduring every uncomfortable second.

His phone rang. Ethan glanced at the caller ID and quickly answered.

“How are you? I heard from Charlotte that she’s

good news,” he said, chuckling softly, though the reflection in the mirror betrayed the pain etched across his

back. Her tone softened. “Are your injuries

That day, he had already thrown caution to the wind, letting Noah and Charlotte be together. For

when he made a late- night trip to the hospital. Even if no one reported,

cuts. More or fewer

spoke lightly, yet his brow still twitched in disgust. The scars along his abdomen and lower back were unsightly, he wondered if cosmetic treatment could reduce

you know her father was targeting her? That’s why you arrived on time to save

had acted immediately to save Charlotte, though Charlotte had

Charlotte occasionally. I wasn’t sure, so I waited for the

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