Winning Her Heart Back

Chapter 568



Chapter 568 The Moon Has Grown on Me 

Emelie decided to confront the situation directly rather than leave it ambiguous or wait for Wesley to reveal it on his own. 

Whether it concerned her matters of his, she didn’t want it to remain in the dark. Hence, she followed him upstairs. 

They went to Wesley’s room, and the door was slightly ajar. Emelle pushed it open without knocking. As she entered, she heard Miles’s voice. 

Luckily, it’s not summer yet. Otherwise, your wound might have become infected and you would have scared your little wife,” Miles said. 

Wesleywarned coldly, Try talking nonsense again.” 

“Isn’t it true though? The Graham family and the Pierce family have been long–time friends. When the Xander Group faced trouble, the Graham family wasn’t afraid of being implicated and helped them out wholeheartedly. 

“Given the relationship of your two families, both of you would have been a match made in heaven if the Pierce family hadn’t had their troubles.” 

William’s key trait was coldness. Meanwhile, Wesley’s key trait was indifference. 

He didn’t show much emotion, but he didn’t give off a distant, frosty impression either. However, his states and position made those around him cautious, and they didn’t dare to joke around with him. 

The fact that Milles felt comfortable speaking this way indicated a close relationship between them. 

Wesley was sitting on the sofa with his back to the door. “You should be a screenwriter instead of a doctor.” 

“If you don’t want to hear me talk nonsense, pay attention to your health. Your wound isn’t healed yet, and riding and archery will only reopen it,” Miles said. 

Wesley was about to say something when he noticed Emelie’s reflection through the glass of an opposing cabinet 

He turned around. Eme” 

Miles also turned around. He was standing behind Wesley and had moved aside to let Emelie see Wesley’s back. 

Her eyes widened in surprise. 

It turned out Wesley had called the doctor because he was injured. 

Wesley also had a broad–shouldered and narrow–waisted build. From the back, his shoulder blades and arms showed his well–defined, visibly toned muscles, 

However, his fair skin was marred by a large bruise. There were shades of dark purple and even black, with some areas still bleeding. It was both glaring and deeply disturbing 

The injury looked like it wasn’t caused by a knife or a bullet but rather by being struck by a heavy object. 

Wesley tried to shield her from the sight by pulling up his shirt. “Aren’t you supposed to be reading in the study?” 

“How did you get this bruise?” Emelie asked. 

It was obviously a fresh wound. Yet, she had been with him for a while. When did he get the bruise? 

Emelie suddenly came to a realization “Did you get hurt when you saved me during that day? 

Miles answered, “Yes, it happened during that day. We were waiting for you on the cruise when someone set the ship on fire and sent a group of men to attack us during the chaos. Mr. Cronus was injured by a falling pillar.” 

Wesley seemed slightly upset “You talk too much.” 

“I admit my fault. I’ll go downstairs to receive my punishment. Ms. Hoven, please handle Mr. Cronus’s medication.” Miles left an ointment and nodded before departing. 

Emelie looked at Wesley. No wonder she had noticed a faint medicinal smell on him while he was teaching her to ride horses. 

She walked in and asked gently, “Why didn’t you tell me about this?” 

Wesley replied softly, “What should I have said? That I was injured by a pillar? That’s rather embarrassing” 

There had been a fire on the ship. Simultaneously, an assassination attempt was aimed at taking his de. He was caught off guard and was attacked from all sides. 

Given that he had only suffered this injury, how was it embarrassing? NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

Emelie knew he didn’t want her to worry about him. She sighed and walked over while whispering, You shouldn’t be teaching me to ride or shoot if your injury isn’t healed.” 

Wesley had put on his shirt, but the buttons were still undone. His chest and abdominal muscles were visible through the open collar, mirroring the intensity of his gaze. 

“I said I didn’t want anyone else to be your teacher,” Wesley said. 

Emelie avoided his gaze and picked up the ointment Miles had left. “Let me apply the medicine for you.” 

Wesley didn’t refuse and took off his shirt again. Aren’t you afraid of such wounds?” 

“Why would I be afraid?” Emelie washed her hands in the bathroom, dried them, and then opened the ointment. 

Wesley said, “I remember you once injured your knee while dancing. It was bruised and bleeding. When I treated your wound, you couldn’t even bear to look at it.” 

Emelie paused and recalled the incident he had mentioned 

She had indeed been quite delicate back then. As he cleaned her wound with hydrogen peroxide, she was in pain and tear. She even clutched d his arm so tightly that it lett several 

crescent–shaped marks on it. 

Wesley glanced at her and said teasingly, “The moon has grown


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