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.”

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

meticulously treated every wound, sparing no expense with all his finest

steadily in

in the morning. If he’s fever–free, we’ll

enough,” Cassius offered his heartfelt

drop me ‘Doctor‘, will ya? Makes

him, deep and sincere, “Just like

lips parted, a choked whisper escaped,

unshed tears. For that one address, he’d walk through fire and brimstone a

to leave Chasel’s side, yet he dared not sleep next to him for fear of jostling his injuries. So, he made do with the couch, intending

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in, and by the witching hour, he succumbed to

the haze between sleep and wakefulness, Cassius sensed the cool scent of medicinal cream and felt a heavy weight

surge of willpower, he

“Cassius.”

him, his skin so pale it almost glowed, glistening with a

flushed with fever, his legs trembling, clenching Cassius as if afraid

still

was controlled, though the

I woke up

slowly, he raised his hand, his warm palm settling on

do you still think you’re

leaned down passionately, almost fiercely,

with the sound

anything else, just let me stay by your

affection, no longer able to contain or resist. He couldn’t hide it any longer, nor could

now on, I’m your little

bare yet solid chest, never before feeling

the mess the Ashbourne family had

the resort project in Country T had been mitigated with visits to the victims‘ families, accompanied by generous compensation. He also orchestrated a media blitz to salvage

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