I've Been There Before

His slender fingers touched the scar.

He could feel the unevenness.

It felt like his fingers were burned as he touched it.

“When it comes to a broken body like this, how could you torture her?” Humbert was still on the phone with his half-taunting tone.

But Caden ignored his teasing as his thumb caressed the scar. Suddenly, he did something so strange to her that he covered it with his palm.

Staring at his palm, he didn’t know what he was doing.

Hearing no voice, Humbert thought Caden had hung up on him.

But he didn’t end the call as he picked up a cigarette and lit it to savor the taste of Nicotine, while Caden said unassumingly, “It’s longer than my palm.”

“What?” Humbert paused a beat before figuring it out. “You mean Grace’s scar on her waist?” Humbert understood him as they had been best friends for so long.

“Even longer than your hand?” Humbert sucked up hard on his cigarette before bubbling a smokey circle.

“Which implies her surgeon was really inexperienced, so terrible that…

Well, when I was in the medical college, our teacher let us remove the human specimen’s kidneys for the first time, but we made the scar much smaller than Grace’s.”

“What do you mean?”

“It means, perhaps…No, it’s certain that her surgeon doesn’t have a medical certificate. You know, people like street surgeons.”

surgeons without medical

to me,”

at her scar can tell me information

white smoke. “Send me the

persuade Caden, who was too cold and arrogant

actually, captured

like them to care for a woman. They were apt to confined their women to

send him the picture as he

was shocked to drop his cigarette, which burned his arm on his lap. The sudden pain made

up,

out a message as he asked. “Well…” Holy crap. Caden did

tapped it…which was a picture of a “true” scar—a nasty one filling

felt weird as he stared at the picture. Why did he think it implied

it as he studied on the

see it? Is it clear enough?” Caden

“What?”

properly, not

tilted his jaw as he could picture Humbert’s words in his mind where a twisting woman was pressed against the operation bed…His heart thumped

heck

answer in your mind.” Humbert cut him off. “You can’t blame them as it’s your bad attitude and indifference

not reminding you that what Grace

know about her when she was the daughter of family James, and you

Humbert was shocked by his own words. It occurred to him the reason why Grace, a confident and lively girl,