<h4>Chapter 208: Worried About Her</h4>


    E was both angry and embarrassed. She threw a punch at his head with a dull thud, struggling hard, but the man just held her tightly, silently enduring her blows.


    "You jerk, let me down... I don’t need your fake kindness... Bastard, let go of me!" Feeling the growing tension in the eyes of the onlookers, their gazes bing more suggestive andplicated, E suddenly lowered her head and bit down hard!


    Henry had just finished ying basketball, so he was still in his sports gear. The spot where E bit was on his bare shoulder! He frowned but refused to let go, ignoring the sharp, growing pain in his shoulder.


    E tasted blood, releasing her bite in frustration. Arge bite mark appeared on Henry’s shoulder, with blood slowly seeping from it.


    Taking a deep breath, E’s face flushed with anger, but Henry held her tightly as he sprinted through the crowd, attracting countless stares.


    Henry’s heart was racing wildly, so fast he felt like he was on the brink of losing control, like he was a step away from heaven! The sweet scent of the girl lingered around him, and in that moment, he didn’t even care about the pain in his shoulder. This was the same sweet presence he had longed for, night after night, in his dreams.


    E panted heavily, but no matter how much she struggled, he wouldn’t loosen his grip. Finally, they arrived at the infirmary, and Henry gently ced her on one of the beds.


    "Doctor, check her out. Her ankle is sprained!"


    E’s ankle was swollen and red. Even the slightest movement caused her intense pain.


    Henry, drenched in sweat and still catching his breath, watched as the doctor quickly brought over an ice pack to treat E’s injury.


    The female doctor nced curiously at Henry. She knew who this handsome guy was. Wasn’t there a trend for young heartthrobs like him these days? She didn’t mind admiring youthful and athletic boys.


    Henry was a popr figure at school, known for his basketball skills, though he didn’t talk much. He was introverted and rarely interacted with girls.


    The doctor pressed lightly on E’s ankle, and Henry’s voice instantly turned cold, "What are you doing? She’s already in pain, why are you messing with her injury?"


    E stared at him, speechless. Was Henry an idiot? Her ankle was sprained, of course the doctor needed to assess the severity of the injury!


    "Does it hurt here? Is it very painful?"


    "Not really..."


    E nodded. It wasn’t too bad, and the doctor smiled, "Your sprain isn’t severe. Once the swelling goes down a bit, you’ll need to start moving your ankle gently. That’ll help with recovery."


    E nodded again. Even though her ankle was injured, she had still been able to stand earlier, though she lost her bnce in an effort to avoid making it worse.


    The doctor reced the ice pack on her ankle every three minutes, and soon the swelling subsided.


    "Hmm... Henry, what about your shoulder? Should we treat that?" The doctor noticed the bite mark E had left and nced at her with a teasing smile.


    E was furious!


    Could she not look at her with such a suggestive expression? Nothing had happened between her and Henry!


    "It’s fine, just a small wound."


    Henry responded calmly.


    The female doctor turned back to E with a smile. "You two had a fight, huh? Haha, couples arguing is no big deal. You’ll cool off soon enough. After all, Henry is the most handsome guy at Egerton University..."


    "You’ve got it wrong. We’re not a couple!" E quickly exined, but Henry dropped his gaze, a hint of sadness shing across his eyes.


    The doctor, unaware that E was actually Eric’s girlfriend, kept up her cheerful tone. "Don’t be too stubborn, dear. Otherwise, Henry will have a hard time making up with you!"


    Henry’s face flushed red for no apparent reason.


    Suddenly, E felt a pair of cold eyes staring at her. She looked up quickly and locked eyes with Eric, whose gaze was deep and unreadable.


    "Eric!" E called out happily. Earlier, when she didn’t see his car, she thought he wasn’ting to pick her up.


    Henry, feeling awkward, stepped aside, head lowered, not daring to speak.


    The doctor nced between the two men, finally recognizing Eric. "Oh... aren’t you the famous Mr. Nelson..."


    Seeing the dark look in Eric’s eyes, the doctor realized she had made a huge mistake. She quickly exined, "This student sprained her ankle, and Henry carried her here... She should stay here for another ten minutes to ice it, and in twenty-four hours, switch to a warmpress, okay?"


    The exnation only deepened Eric’s scowl, and the doctor, sensing she had made an even bigger blunder, hurriedly made an excuse and left the infirmary.


    "How did you end up spraining your ankle?" Eric walked over, sitting by the bed as he furrowed his brow, looking at E’s injured foot.


    Her ankle was wrapped in an ice pack, so he couldn’t see the injury.


    "It was an ident," E replied softly, not wanting to cause any further misunderstanding with Eric.


    Eric suddenly turned his head, fixing Henry with a cold, piercing gaze.


    "What are you doing here?"


    His voice was sharp and frigid, like a biting wind.


    "I... it’s my fault that she sprained her ankle. I’m responsible. I’m sorry," Henry apologized quietly.


    E was surprised. She had assumed Henry was just as phony as Grace, but the way he had rushed her to the infirmary showed genuine concern. And now, he wasn’t putting on any act. Maybe Grace had hidden her true nature well around Henry, which is why he hadn’t adopted her fake behaviors.


    "Henry, are you tired of living? How dare you get involved with my woman?" Eric’s face was full of displeasure. He had waited outside for a while before Lauren came running to tell him that Henry had carried E to the infirmary after she twisted her ankle.


    Henry pursed his lips and calmly said, "Brother, you haven’t been home for over a year. Dad really wants you toe back. When he threw your things out, it was just because... he wanted to see you. Andst time, it wasn’t my mom’s idea. I hope you won’t me her."


    Eric’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile. "I thought the old man had died, and that’s why you came looking for me."


    Eric’s words were sharp and cutting, but knowing the strained rtionship between Eric and his father, E wasn’t surprised.


    Henry’s normally calm eyes flickered with a hint of coldness. "If you don’t want toe back, then forget it. I don’t ask for much. I just hope you won’t hurt them. They’re getting old."


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