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.”

not give it my all?” Dr. Winston responded, the term

two hours, but Dr. Winston meticulously treated every wound, sparing

steadily in

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

can’t thank you enough,”

‘Doctor‘, will

eyes with him, deep and sincere, “Just like old times,

lips parted, a choked whisper escaped,

with unshed tears. For that one

side, yet he dared not sleep next to him for fear of jostling his injuries. So, he made

LEMIE

in, and by the witching hour, he succumbed to a restless slumber.

the cool scent of medicinal cream and felt a

surge of willpower, he snapped

“Cassius.”

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

charming face was still flushed with fever, his legs trembling, clenching Cassius as

breaths quickening in the still room,

Cassius‘ voice was controlled, though the veins on

Chasel’s gaze grew hazy, panting as he touched his burning forehead, “I dreamed of you; then I woke up to see you. I couldn’t believe you

deepened, and slowly, he raised his hand, his warm palm settling on Chasel’s

still think you’re

down

intertwined, the room filled with the sound of passionate

don’t need anything else, just let me stay by your

couldn’t hide it any longer, nor could her stand it. He was acutely aware of his actions, more lucid

on, I’m your little

bare

the mess the Ashbourne

families, accompanied by generous compensation. He also orchestrated a media blitz

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