Despite her expression, Marco stayed silent, continuing to keep his hand out of sight.
He had already noticed his old wound ring up during their recent fight while he was protecting
Loraine. Ignoring the doctor’s advice of taking ample rest probably worsened the situation.
However, he felt it was a minor issue and didn’t want to burden Loraine who already seemed upset.
Provoked, Loraine forcibly grasped his shoulder, Lifting his jacket and shirt sleeve to inspect.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Stunned, Marco didn’t move an inch.
His once pristine shirt now bore blood stains.
Seeing his innocent expression, Loraine felt a mix of anger and despair. After a long silence, she let out
a sigh.
“Why… Why didn’t you mention you were hurt?”
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Marco merely lowered his gaze, offering no response.
Once she spotted the bleeding, Loraine asked, “Is this the injury from the time you saved Rowan?”
She had tended to his wounds in the hospital back then, so the sight was all too familiar to her.
“I’m nearly healed. I’m okay…”
Loraine lifted her head and shot him a piercing re.
Was he okay?
He didn’t care about his health at all!
She was aware that Marco had discharged himself prematurely from the hospital after hisst visit. His
injury hadn’t healed fully, as evidenced by its recurrence.
Yet, it seemed he kept getting hurt for her sake.
This realization left Loraine feeling conflicted. She instructed him,
“If you’re against going to the hospital, at least apply some medication once you reach home!”
“I’LL take you home first. I’m concerned about you,” Marco assured her softly.
His response left her fuming, but she decided not to argue further. She briskly moved towards his
Lincoln car and coldly demanded Marco to unlock it.
Marco, slightly taken aback, found himself following her orders. A role reversal he wasn’t ustomed
to.
Loraine directly slid into the driver’s seat.