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Chapter 84: Do You Have Feelings For Me?

I kept holding my ankle, sucked in a sharp breath, and batted my eyelashes until I could force out a few tears.

“I didn’t push her that hard! Luther, she’s faking it, she set me up,” Jennifer whined, pointing at me.

“But you did push her, didn’t you?” Luther asked, crossing his arms and glaring at Jennifer.

“I… well… yeah, but not hard enough to hurt her,” Jennifer said again.

I just held my ankle tightly and let out a low sigh. If I kept my silence, Jennifer would look more and more guilty. She’d even look a little wacky. I’d remain innocent.

“Luther, please, you have to believe me! I didn’t mean to hurt her,” Jennifer insisted, stomping her foot like a rebelling child.

“I don’t have to believe you,” Luther muttered. “Especially, when my eyes can tell me that you are lying.”

“But I…”

“That’s enough. I will deal with you later,” Luther said. He took a knee beside me. “Ciana, are you okay?”

“I… my ankle is twisted pretty bad,” I muttered, looking at him with wide, glassy eyes.

Behind him, Jennifer fumed, her hands balled into fists again. If Luther hadn’t been there, she probably would have attacked me.

I ignored her. I needed to keep playing the role of the in- jured victim.

“Let me see,” Luther muttered, taking my hands tenderly and pulling them from my ankle.

“I probably just need some rest. Is there somewhere I can lie down?” I asked, biting my lip innocently.

“Yes, of course.”

I struggled to stand up, but gave a soft whimper of pain. Before I could try moving, Luther scooped me up in his arms, princess style. My legs bent over one of his strong arms and his other looped around my back. He cradled me against his chest.

“Luther, I’m sorry,” Jennifer said, reaching for him as Luther walked by her.

“You’ve done enough. Don’t worry, I’ll follow up with you when I get Ciana settled,” Luther snarled under his breath.

Jennifer looked like she was ready to cry. I sighed inward- ly. I believed she did really care for Luther.

After we left the banquet room, I sighed, “Luther, Jennifer isn’t a bad person. She just cares about you a lot.” Although I somewhat used Jennifer for my plan, I didn’t want her to really get punished because of me.

“You’re still speaking for her after what she’s done to you?”

“It was somewhat an accident.” I told the truth. Sort of.

a couch. He grabbed a pillow and gently lifted my ankle, propping it up on the

a mo- ment. He came back with a cold bottle of water

is that?” he asked, handing

cap and taking a quick

I’m sure I’ll feel better in no time,” I

to me and removed the blanket from my

seem to be swelling,” he said. “That’s good. Hopefully, it is

maybe heat?” I asked, taking

don’t you just rest it for now. If

sounds good,” I said,

for you?” he

for what I was about to do. I might not agree with his methods

Luther had been polite and decent

set.

head at me. “What are you

that. Now, I was making

I, well, I’m sorry for causing trouble and ruining your

is getting boring. It isn’t as interesting as you,” he said with a

this was a nice event,” I said, looking down at his fin- gers curled around mine. I

worry, I’ll make sure she leaves

scene,” I muttered, stopping myself before I said something I’d

stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His bright

for asking this but… Is it possi- ble that you

slackened slightly, and I swallowed quickly, com-

reminded him, smiling lightly to try and change the seriousness of his

Do you have real, romantic feelings for me?” he

about how to answer. If I shut him down, he’d put up his emotional walls again and it would be harder for me to slip away. If I gave him the

I had to choose my words carefully so

I smiled, “Um…

to the ceiling, coyly, like I

to think about it. If you’re gentler with me than

smirked and nodded, like I’d just given him a chal- lenge. “Well, I’ll just see what I can do about

our banter and a maid came

guests at the party wondering where you are,” she said, keeping her

poor girl wasn’t a very good liar. I recognized her as one of Jennifer’s maids. She’d probably sent her here to check on Luther and me and report back. Jennifer didn’t want Luther and me to be alone, so she was using her maid

wounded friend,” Luther argued, waving

was sure Jennifer assumed we wouldn’t do any- thing

to the party. I’m sure there are a lot of people you haven’t

his assistance, my plan hinged on him being distracted at the party and