âCould it truly not harm the internal organs?â Lucinda replied.
For a moment, she stared at him without saying anything.
Realizing that she wouldnât get any more answers from him tonight, Lucinda decided to ask Graham about it tomorrow since it was something from the War Lab.
She sat back on the edge of the bed, a look of dissatisfaction on her face.
âYouâre not honest.
You lied to me a few times tonight because of this wound,â she said, her voice tinged with irritation.
Seeing that she seemed to believe him, Nathaniel let out a sigh of relief.
âAre you angry?â he asked.
Lucinda didnât respond.
Instead, she turned her face away from him, her expression icy cold.
It was evident that she was genuinely angry and wanted nothing to do with him at the moment.
Despite this, Nathaniel didnât stood up.
Still on his knees, he inched closer to her, took her hand in his, and placed it against his abdomen.
He then said in a soothing voice, âI know I was wrong, but itâs not serious.
I understand you donât want to owe me anything, and I didnât tell you because I donât want you to feel guilty.
I didnât mean to keep it from you.
Please donât be mad at me.
You can even touch my abs.
â
âWho gives a damn about your abs?â she scoffed.
Withdrawing her hand, Lucinda glared at him intently.
âIn that case⦠you can have the belt.
Why donât you take out your anger on me and give me a beating?â he suggested.
Nathaniel shot her a charming grin.
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But Lucinda only gave him a passing glance.
She knew she had to put him in his place today or else it would bother her endlessly.
With determination, she held out her hand and demanded, âGive me your belt.
â
Nathaniel didnât hesitate to unbutton the metal buckle and hand over the belt, aware of what was about to happen.
He turned his back to her, bracing himself up.
She held the belt with a tight grip, folded it and raised it high, ready to whip his injured back.
However, as she was about to move the belt, her eyes caught the burn mark on his back.
The wound looked awful.
It was impossible not to notice it.
It was a reminder that Nathaniel had gotten hurt trying to protect her.
Else, it would have been her who was injured.
Suddenly, Lucinda felt conflicted.
Her wrist felt heavy as if a mysterious force was holding her back.