Chapter 145

Chapter 145 Chapter 145 +25 BONUS “No. Why would it bother me?” Thalassa replied curtly, crossing her arms tighter across her chest, but not before Kris noticed her hardened nipples slightly poking against her tank top.

Heat rushed down his body, settling in his dick, but he made no effort to hide the evidence of his desire for her.

He leaned in slightly, his eyes glinting with amusement. “If it doesn’t bother you, then why are your cheeks so flushed? And why is your breathing a little heavier than usual?”

Thalassa scowled, taking a step back. “It’s all in your head because you think too highly of yourself.”

“Mm–hmm,” Kris hummed. “If that’s true, then you won’t have any trouble helping me with this bandage, right?”

She rolled her eyes, her irritation clear, but there was something else in her gaze–something that made his heart race.

“Your tricks aren’t going to work on me, Kris.”

“No tricks,” Kris smiled as he waved the bandage and sling. “Just asking for a little help. Unless, of course, you’d rather keep staring at my body.”

Thalassa flushed again, snapping her eyes back to his face. I’m not staring.”

Kris knew he was pushing his luck, but he couldn’t stop. He wanted to see how far she would let him go. How thick the walls she had built around her heart were. Could he break through?

“Sure,” he said, stepping closer, his body now inches from hers. “Let me in so you can help me.”

“What are you doing?” Thalassa demanded, placing a hand on his chest to stop him from stepping inside her room.

They both froze at the contact. She had obviously meant to push him away, but her hand softened against the heat, of his skin.

Familiar sensations rushed through them both, and for a moment, neither moved.

Then Thalassa suddenly pulled her hand away as though she’d been burned. “No need to come into my room. I’ll do it right here.”

Kris arched a brow. “And how exactly do you plan on wrapping the bandage around me when you can’t even touch me? It’s not like my chest is something you’ve never seen before. Or felt beneath your hand.”

Her jaw clenched. “That doesn’t mean I have any desire to touch it again.”

Kris chuckled softly. “Liar.”

He leaned a little closer, lowering his voice to a near whisper. “Remember how we could just run our hands all over each other while making out for hours without doing anything else?”

“Shut up. That was five years ago, and I don’t remember anything,” Thalassa hissed, but her wavering voice and the heated flicker in her eyes betrayed her.

Kris rejoiced internally. He still had an effect on her, no matter how much she tried to pretend he didn’t affect.

The realisation emboldened him, and he stepped even closer, his face now inches from hers. “Tell me you don’t miss it. Tell me you don’t miss being in my arms. Tell me you don’t miss touching me as much as I yearn to touch you.”

For a moment, Kris could’ve sworn her eyes softened, her lips parting. But just as quickly, the softness was 1/2 +25 BONUS Chapter 145 replaced by cold fury as she stepped back.

In that instant, he knew the moment had been broken.

“Miss it?” her voice was sharp, cutting through the tension “Why would I miss the same arms that refused to hold me when I needed them during our marriage? Why would I miss arms that pushed me away every time I reached for them?”

Kris’s confidence was now at evaporating point even as he tried to defend himself. “I was never able to resist you, Lassa.”

huh? Thalassa’s voice grew bitter, her eyes flashing with barely contained pain. “You were never able to resist You’re right. You never refused when I asked you to make love to me, because that’s the only thing you ever gave me during our marriage. You’d make love to me with so much passion that each time, I thought things were going to be different. The fool I was.”

She let out a hard, cold laugh. “Right after we were done, you would rush into the bathroom to shower. Almost every time. It always confused me until I followed you in one day. Imagine my surprise when I found you scrubbing your skin like you couldn’t stand having my essence on your body, like you were disgusted with yourself for not being able to resist me again. I saw you, Kris.”

She stepped closer, glaring into his eyes as she delivered the final blow. “Well, guess what? Now I’m the one who doesn’t want your essence on me. You disgust me.”

Her words hit him like a punch to the gut, a slap across the face, and a knife through the heart, leaving him speechless and bleeding with guilt. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came. 1 He thought Thalassa was going to push him out, but she surprised him by taking the bandage and sling from his hand. With a cold expression, she wrapped the bandage around his shoulder and body before lifting his arm to put the sling on.

Though her hand ran over his bare body, her touch somehow felt even more impersonal than the touch of nurses at the hospital.

Once she was done, she stepped back, her voice flat as she asked, “Anything else?”

Kris swallowed hard, trying to form a response, but she cut him off before he could say anything.

“If you don’t need anything else, I’d like to be left alone now.”

His shoulders sagging, Kris nodded slowly, and without another word, he retraced his steps out of the room. The door clicked shut behind him.

Long moments after she’d shut the door, Kris was still standing in the hallway, feeling like he was being crushed by the weight of all the guilt weighing down on him.

Fuck, he had really hurt her. How was he ever going to make it up to her?