GoodNovelChapter 317
Chapter 317:
“You're wounded,” Cedric observed, his tone tinged with a blend of accusation and concern.
“I saw it earlier. Now that we're alone, letattend to it.”
“It’s really just a scratch,” Daniela dismissed.
“I've weathered far worse storms.”
Over the years, she'd suffered her fair share of nicks and cuts from pencil tips while immersed in her designs.
Those injuries had been more severe than this minor scrape.
Cedric’s jaw clenched.
“May | cin?”
Daniela stepped back, granting him entry.
Inside, Cedric made his way to the sofa and set the medical kit on the coffee table. Without a glance, he
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcommanded, “Sit.” His voice carried a note of grievance, as if he bore the injury himself.
Amused, Daniela complied, rolling up her sleeve and presenting her hand.
Cedric maintained silence as he cleaned her wound with iodine.
“Keep this dry,” he instructed softly.
“Got it.”
“Steer clear of spicy foods, and lay off the soy sauce—it might darken the scar.”
As Daniela was about to acknowledge it, Cedric was already extracting a tube of ointment.
“This should work wonders. Apply it once the wound closes to prevent scarring.
You shouldnt worry about any lasting marks.”
His voice was gentle, laden with an undertone of self-reproach.
“This was my fault today. | failed to protect you. It won't happen again.”
After he finished, he discarded the used swab in the trash and stood to leave.
But before he could, Daniela instinctively caught the hem of his shirt. Her action was spontaneous. She looked
up and froze at the sight of his reddened eyes.
“You...”
“I'm alright,” Cedric muttered through gritted teeth.
“I should go now.”
Daniela’s grip on his shirt didn’t waver.
“Why are you beating yourself up? Today's mishap wasn’t your fault. That ashtray—I flung it myself. How does
that implicate you?”
She paused, then handed him a tissue.
“Honestly, | wouldn't have even noticed the scratch if you hadn't shown up.”
Cedric’s frown deepened at her words.
When he finally met her gaze again, his eyes conveyed deep censure.
“Daniela, can’t you be nicer to yourself?”
In that instant, Daniela was taken aback.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt had been ages since anyone had cared enough to say that to her.
She remained still for several seconds before managing a weak smile.
“Cedric, you make it sound like I'm sporcelain doll. I'm not that fragile,” she teased.
At her words, Cedric’s eyes lifted, flashing with irritation. With a snort, he picked up the medical kit and stormed
out of the room. A moment later, Lillian entered, her expression puzzled.
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