His Ex Wife Is A Billionaire

Chapter 653

Chapter 653

Upon hearing this, Dr. Winston looked discomforted, “Hex, your friend’s skin was cut open and flesh was torn; it’s no normal wound. I’ll have to patch him up before I can give you the full report.”

Cassius stared at the raw lacerations crisscrossing Chasel’s body, the ache in his chest spreading like wildfire.

“Some of these might need stitches. I doubt we can avoid some battle scars.”

Seeing Cassius‘ face grow stormier by the second, Dr. Winston offered a wry smile in consolation, “Hey, a few scars on a guy just add to his rugged charm, right? Your friend’s not the prissy type, is he?”

Cassius‘ face twisted into a scowl. Not the prissy type?

The guy who wouldn’t let a single drop of olive oil stain his designer suit, who’d go for a full wardrobe change if it did – he was not the prissy type?

If he was not, then no one would be prissy on this planet. He could already picture it – the nuclear meltdown Chasel would have when he saw his marred back after waking up.

“Just do your best, please.”

How could I not give it my all?” Dr. Winston responded, the term “your guy” sending a faint blush across Cassius‘

but Dr. Winston meticulously treated every wound, sparing

bed was breathing steadily in slumber, Cassius finally felt a whisper

body temperature in the morning. If he’s fever–free, we’ll be golden, Winston

I can’t thank you enough,”

me ‘Doctor‘, will ya? Makes me uncomfortable.”

Winston locked eyes with him, deep and sincere, “Just like

choked

Winston’s voice was crisp, his eyes brimming with unshed tears. For that one address, he’d walk through fire and

fear of jostling his injuries. So, he made

LEMIE

fatigue crept in, and by the witching hour, he succumbed to

and wakefulness, Cassius sensed the cool scent of

he snapped his eyes

“Cassius.”

of the moon, Cassius saw Chasel, bare–chested, straddling him, his skin so

legs trembling, clenching

locked, breaths quickening in the still

doing?” Cassius‘ voice was controlled, though the veins

got feverish.” Chasel’s gaze grew hazy, panting as he touched his burning forehead, “I dreamed of you; then I woke

Cassius‘ neck and ears flushed red. His breathing deepened, and slowly, he raised his hand, his warm palm settling on Chasel’s

do you still think you’re dreaming?”

shocked, and then leaned down passionately, almost fiercely,

with the sound

please. I don’t need anything else, just let me stay by your side, even

to contain or resist. He couldn’t hide it any longer, nor

on, I’m your little fox, yours only.”

sweat, nestled into Cassius‘ bare yet solid chest, never before

with the mess the

Country T had been mitigated with visits to the victims‘ families, accompanied by generous compensation.

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