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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.

hall to a lounge and laid me down on a couch. He grabbed a pillow and gently lifted

and stepped away for a mo- ment. He came back with a cold bottle of water and a blanket. Gently, he laid the blanket over me and pulled the edges so

handing

nodded, unscrewing the cap

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

chair up next to me and removed the blanket from my ankle, looking at

doesn’t seem to be swelling,” he said. “That’s good. Hopefully, it is a

ice on it, or maybe heat?” I asked, taking an- other sip

me and chuckled. “Why don’t you just rest it for now. If it starts to swell or

sounds good,” I

I can get for you?” he asked as he

agree with

arrival, Luther had been polite and

think I’m all set. Thank you and… I’m

eyebrows lifted and he cocked his head at me. “What

I shouldn’t have said that. Now, I was making him.

I, well, I’m sorry for causing trouble

getting boring. It isn’t as interesting as you,” he said with a shrug. He cracked a quick smile and reached

at his fin-

at times. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure she leaves

I muttered, stopping myself before I

he stared hard. Slowly, I lifted my eyes to his. His bright orbs were full

for asking this but… Is it possi- ble

and I swallowed

reminded him,

not what I mean and you know it. Do you have real, romantic feelings for me?” he asked, tightening his fingers around my

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 wrong idea, he might try to follow through on something right here, right

romantic advance. I had to choose my words carefully so Luther didn’t become suspicious but also didn’t take things the

smiled, “Um… that’s a good

to the ceiling, coyly,

have to think about it. If you’re gentler with

a chal- lenge. “Well,

a maid came in. She looked at her feet while she

wondering where you

maids. She’d probably sent her here to check on Luther and me and report back. Jennifer didn’t want Luther

can wait. I’m helping a wounded

until Luther did. I was sure Jennifer assumed we wouldn’t do any- thing with a

are a lot of

I was for his assistance, my plan hinged on him