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.

flowed into his ears. “How are you? I

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

Khloe didn’t tease him back. Her tone softened.

had already thrown caution to the wind, letting Noah and Charlotte be

he made a late- night trip to

Just superficial cuts. More or fewer

abdomen and lower back were unsightly, he wondered if cosmetic treatment could

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

Ethan had acted immediately to save Charlotte, though Charlotte had only said Noah rescued her.

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

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