Chapter 425: This Is Your True Purpose, Isn’t It?

Chloe Reed was in a groggy sleep when she felt someone pushing her.

She groggily opened her eyes to see a figure standing by her bed. The wall lamp was dim, making the man’s silhouette a little blurry, but she still recognized him as Walker Grant.

She furrowed her brow and asked in a low, unhappy voice, "What are you doing?!"

She reached for her phone and glanced at the time—three in the morning!

’Is he crazy?’

’Standing here in the middle of the night scaring people instead of sleeping?’

"My wounds hurt."

The man’s voice was low. He sat directly on the edge of her bed and said, "You can apply my medicine."

Chloe Reed sat up, running a hand through her hair. "I thought you said you didn’t need it?"

"Now I do."

Walker Grant handed her the medical kit and then took off his shirt.

Chloe Reed notice he was wearing

stained with blood, and he had the smell

a second before asking, "Did you tear your wounds open yourself

his sharp eyes

moved closer, and began to unwrap the blood-stained gauze

of the shallower wounds had scabbed over and were

of the deeper wounds were still oozing blood, and

began to clean away the blood, disinfect the wounds, and apply the

a word

gauze and taping it down, she moved to get off the bed from his side to

second, he suddenly reached out and wrapped

body went rigid. "Let

Grant tightened his arms, burying his face in the crook of her neck. His breath fanned across her skin

let go," she said,

"You’re so heartless."

grip of his

heart began to calm, but in the next second, he suddenly

grew ragged, and

he didn’t even

her lips, tracing their soft curve and drinking in her sweetness like a man dying of thirst drinking poison. Even as excruciating pain

breath filled her mouth, his tongue tangling with hers as

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