Chapter 477
When was that, exactly?
Wasn''t their first encounter in that alley?
When Ian saw that she was finally asleep, he didn''t disturb her tranquility. Instead, he tucked away
his confusion deep within his heart.
The next morning, as ra fluttered her eyelids open, the first sight that greeted her was Ian''s
scruffy, bearded face, shadowed with dark circles under his eyes.
A pang of sympathy struck her, and she gently caressed the stubble. Her voice sounded raspy from
sleep. "Honey, it''s time for a shave."
Ian looked down and kissed her forehead softly, asking in a whisper, "Would you stop loving me if I
had a beard?"
ra chuckled, "No, it''s just... I''m not used to it."
"I''ll shave in a bit. Does your wound still hurt?"
"It''s much better. Have you been up all night?"
Ian stroked her hair tenderly and murmured, "Don''t worry about me, I''ll be fine. As long as you and
the baby are safe, that''s all that matters to me."
He attempted to sit up but realized his arm had been pinned under ra all night and had gone
completely numb, refusing to budge.
He leaned over and ended up copsing back onto the bed, inadvertently pinning ra beneath
him. Thankfully, his other arm braced their fall, sparing her wound from the impact. The position,
however, was undeniably intimate.
Just at that moment, the hospital room door swung open.
Chase, d in a pristine white coat, stood at the threshold, his gaze unblinkingly fixated on the
scene.
"Damn, Ian! ra''s not just pregnant but also injured, and here you are, all hot and heavy?"
Ian slowly rose, shooting Chase a re.
"Isn’t there a rule that even doctors should knock before entering a patient''s room?"
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Chase gave a roguish grin. "I was just concerned about ra''s pain and wanted to check on her.
Plus, Sasha tasked me with a mission first thing in the morning to make sure I visited ra and
recorded a video for her."
Pulling out his phone and hitting record, he addressed ra, "Sasha, can you see? ra''s looking
better. I even caught them making out just now, so her wound can''t be that bad, right?"
ra''s cheeks flushed as she looked at him. "Ian just lost bnce because his arm was numb from
me lying on it."
Chase nodded, his expression loaded with innuendo. "I see. And here I thought Ian was letting his
animal instincts take over. If that were the case, Sasha, that little firecracker, would have charged
straight here to take Ian down."
Ian chuckled from behind, "Since when did Sasha get the nickname ''firecracker?''"
"That''s because she''s feisty, like lighting a match to gunpowder. If she''s not like a firecracker, then
what is she? The girl even snaps at me, yet she gets pushed around on set."
"And when did you two start nesting together? Last I remembered, you were just a ''contract
couple.''"
Chase kicked Ian lightly when he heard the sarcastic tease, a mix of annoyance and jest in his
action.
"Mind your own business, man. The truth is, we''re living together now, and even her fans are calling
me her boyfriend."
Chase was gloating so much that he forgot the phone was still recording. Engrossed in bantering
with Ian, he carelessly sent the video.
Ian raised an eyebrow at him. "You do realize your firecracker is about to explode."
"Don''t be such a jerk, man. I''m doing her a favor by checking on ra. She should be thanking me."
But as soon as the words left his mouth, a video call notification popped up on the phone. It was
Sasha, and Chase, with a look of smug satisfaction, tapped the screen.
"See? She''s moved. She''s calling to express her gratitude."
He hit the answer button, wearing a grin that was a mix of suave and sleazy, but before he could
say a word, Sasha''s voice erupted from the phone.
"Chase, who are you calling a firecracker? If I’m a firecracker, I’ll explode your damn balls, so you''ll
be a eunuch for the rest of your life!"