Chapter52

"No... it's not bleeding. I don't need your help." I lowered my head and whispered.

However, he didn't let go of my hand. Instead, he held it more tightly.

The cut became more and more painful because of his strength. I frowned and looked up at him.

"What are you afraid of?" There was a hint of irony in his voice and coldness in his eyes.

Afraid?

No, I'm not afraid!

"I'm not afraid. It's just that it's not appropriate. If Myrna sees it, she will misunderstand."

With my current relationship with him, this kind of behavior is too intimate.

"Are you afraid that she will misunderstand you or you have already misunderstood yourself?" His voice was not loud, but the irony in his tone was obvious.

When he told me what was on my mind, I felt my face burning. I knew he wouldn't let go of me, so I didn't resist anymore. I just let him hold my hand like that.

A few minutes after Myrna left, she rushed over with the first aid kit.