The Deaf Luna’s Return: Now the Alpha Begs for Her Mercy - Chapter 18: Chapter 18
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I was somewhat bewildered. "Aren't you... very busy?"
Busy with pack affairs, busy accompanying Ashley.
"I'm not busy lately." He reached over to tuck my blanket. "I can take care of you these next few days."
This was completely unexpected.
Over the following days, Ferris actually stayed at the hospital to care for me.
He adjusted my bed, fed me meals, even personally changed my bandages.
One night when pain kept me awake, Ferris sat beside the bed, gently patting my back like comforting a child until I fell into deep sleep.
This tenderness made me feel like I'd returned to our most intimate period.
But I wouldn't let myself get lost in it again.
I'd already decided to leave and wouldn't look back.
A week later, the whip marks on my back had faded considerably.
That day, as Ferris was applying medicine, I accidentally let out a soft sound.
His movements suddenly stopped.
I looked back questioningly and saw his gaze had grown intense, his Adam's apple bobbing as he seemed to be suppressing something with great effort.
The unmistakable reaction beneath him made my expression change instantly.
The air seemed to freeze in that moment.
Ferris slowly leaned closer like a predator approaching prey, his breathing becoming heavy and burning with an overwhelming pressure.
"Ferris..." I called his name softly, but my voice was lighter and more tremulous than I'd intended.
His hands gently cupped my face, fingertips burning hot. His lips were barely an inch from mine, his scorching breath falling on my lips as if he would kiss me the next second.
Just as his lips were about to descend—
"Crash!"
A sharp sound shattered the intimate atmosphere in the hospital room.
We both turned to see Ashley standing in the doorway, a fruit basket she'd been carrying now on the floor with fruit scattered everywhere.
Her eyes were red-rimmed, her voice trembling. "Did I... interrupt something?"
Ferris abruptly pushed me away. "Ashley, it's not what you think."
His movement was too sudden. Caught off guard, I fell backward off the hospital bed.
With a dull thud, the back of my head struck hard against the sharp corner of the bedside table, and blood immediately began flowing.
Busy with pack affairs, busy accompanying Ashley.
"I'm not busy lately." He reached over to tuck my blanket. "I can take care of you these next few days."
This was completely unexpected.
Over the following days, Ferris actually stayed at the hospital to care for me.
He adjusted my bed, fed me meals, even personally changed my bandages.
One night when pain kept me awake, Ferris sat beside the bed, gently patting my back like comforting a child until I fell into deep sleep.
This tenderness made me feel like I'd returned to our most intimate period.
But I wouldn't let myself get lost in it again.
I'd already decided to leave and wouldn't look back.
A week later, the whip marks on my back had faded considerably.
That day, as Ferris was applying medicine, I accidentally let out a soft sound.
His movements suddenly stopped.
I looked back questioningly and saw his gaze had grown intense, his Adam's apple bobbing as he seemed to be suppressing something with great effort.
The unmistakable reaction beneath him made my expression change instantly.
The air seemed to freeze in that moment.
Ferris slowly leaned closer like a predator approaching prey, his breathing becoming heavy and burning with an overwhelming pressure.
"Ferris..." I called his name softly, but my voice was lighter and more tremulous than I'd intended.
His hands gently cupped my face, fingertips burning hot. His lips were barely an inch from mine, his scorching breath falling on my lips as if he would kiss me the next second.
Just as his lips were about to descend—
"Crash!"
A sharp sound shattered the intimate atmosphere in the hospital room.
We both turned to see Ashley standing in the doorway, a fruit basket she'd been carrying now on the floor with fruit scattered everywhere.
Her eyes were red-rimmed, her voice trembling. "Did I... interrupt something?"
Ferris abruptly pushed me away. "Ashley, it's not what you think."
His movement was too sudden. Caught off guard, I fell backward off the hospital bed.
With a dull thud, the back of my head struck hard against the sharp corner of the bedside table, and blood immediately began flowing.
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