?Chapter 998:


    At first, Christina’s focus was on the fragrant food, but as she nced up, she caught sight of his bandaged arm, the bright red impossible to miss.<fn33ea> The rightful source is Find?Novel</fn33ea>


    “Did your arm start bleeding again?” she asked, immediately stepping forward, concern written all over her face.


    Dn nced at the bandage, feigning surprise. “Maybe I bumped into something while buying breakfast.”


    Christina’s brows furrowed. “You didn’t even notice it reopened? How could you be so careless? Doesn’t it hurt?”


    “I was in a rush to get breakfast and didn’t pay attention. I’ll be more careful next time.”


    Christina’s reprimand lost its edge the moment she met his watery gaze. That puppy-eyed look was enough to dispel any annoyance. Besides, he had been hurrying to buy her food—that was how his wound had reopened. How could she really me him for that?


    “I’ll go get some medicine to treat your wound,” she muttered before hurrying off to find a doctor for the medication.


    Dn watched her go, his eyes brimming with affection, and a faint smile tugging at his lips. She truly cared about him.


    Soon, Christina returned with the medication and carefully unwrapped the blood-stained bandage.


    “The doctor told you to be cautious. Stop bumping the wound. If it keeps reopening, it could be serious.” She spoke while working, her attention fully on disinfecting the gash. She didn’t notice Dn watching her, his gaze overflowing with tenderness.


    When he didn’t answer, Christina frowned and looked up sharply. “Did you hear?”


    His expression shifted into a sorrowful look as he nodded. “Yes.” He was like a puppy letting its owner fuss over it.


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    Christina’s heart softened again when she caught the faint redness in his eyes. She felt as if Dn had changed into a different person, and she even suspected that he was seducing her.


    “Are you alright?” she asked hesitantly. She wanted to tell him he was acting strange, but she bit her tongue. She feared that if she voiced her thoughts, he would demand an answer forst night’s incident—something she wasn’t ready to face. Best not to mention it.


    “I’m fine,” Dn said with a nod.


    Christina exhaled and continued disinfecting his wound. As she looked at the reopened wound, her brow furrowed deeply.


    Noticing her frown, Dn panicked. She seemed upset. Had she noticed something? His other hand, resting by his side, clenched tightly, his nerves on edge.


    “Maybe you should keep your arm in a sling,” Christina suggested gently. “That way, you’ll remember not to bump it.”


    She figured that his wound repeatedly opening wasn’t good for its healing. A sling would surely help.


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