Chapter 218 Barely Holding It Together
Before she could react, he pulled her straight down onto the bed..
Stella’s breathing faltered uncontrollably.
“Abraham, you-
“Stella, how did I get hurt here? Hm?”
Abraham tugged open the collar of his robe, exposing the long, glaring scratch marks across his chest.
All the blood in Stella’s body seemed to freeze on the spot.
No way…
I really didn’t scratch him! So where did all those scratches come from?!
“Yeah, how did that happen?” she said, forcing herself to look innocent as she stared at Abraham.
Abraham grabbed her hand, lifting it up to inspect it.
Seeing him focus on her nails, Stella panicked even more, even though she knew she hadn’t done anything wrong.
She instinctively tried to pull her hand back. “Uh, maybe you fell?”
“Fell and got scratches like this? And this many?”
Stella said nothing.
She couldn’t help but glance at Abraham’s chest again those marks definitely looked like
scratches.
Even I don’t believe that excuse…
Stella felt like crying.
“Then how did I get hurt?” he pressed.
I really was careful!
Even when things got intense, she was sure she hadn’t scratched him.
So how had he ended up like this?
Abraham’s voice broke through her daze. “Why was I in your room?”
Even harder to explain…
Wait, why was he asking that? Did that mean… he didn’t remember?
At that thought, Stella’s heart grew unsettled. -but also slightly relieved.
It’s better if he doesn’t remember. If he did, I’d have no way to explain anything.
Before she could answer, Abraham spoke again. “Why are you wearing a scarf?”
As he said it, he instinctively reached out to pull it off.
Stella panicked and clutched it tightly. “Don’t -I’m cold.”
Everything was a mess now.
After everything that had happened, her brain was a complete wreck. She looked at Abraham. again.
Whatever was hidden behind his deep, unreadable gaze, she couldn’t make out anymore. Her mind was simply too overwhelmed.
“Um, well, since you’re awake now, why don’t you head back to your room?”
She stumbled over her words. At this point, even stringing together a complete sentence felt impossible.
All she wanted was to get Abraham out of her room and fast.
Earlier, she’d only cleaned up the mess in a panic..
If he stayed any longer, he might notice something suspicious.
Just thinking about it made her brain short–circuit.
“Can you go back to your room?” she practically begged.
Good grief, please leave. If you stay any longer, my heart’s really going to give out!
Abraham asked, “You seem pretty eager for me to leave?”
Stella clenched her fists.
Forget a temper – under this pressure, it’s about to vanish completely.
“What do you mean? Shouldn’t you be sleeping at this hour?” she snapped.
“Sleeping?”
was sheer panic.
She really didn’t want to face Abraham right now.
Thankfully, Abraham didn’t push her further. He nodded, lifted the covers, and got out of bed.
Stella finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he was about to leave.
But then, Abraham cupped her small face in his hands.
His handsome face loomed closer, and Stella’s breathing caught.
She instinctively squeezed her eyes shut.
Instead of what she feared, a soft kiss landed gently on her forehead.
Abraham’s low chuckle followed. “Why are you closing your eyes? Hm?”
Stella’s mind buzzed and her face flushed bright red.
“I–I’m just so tired I could fall asleep standing up, you know?”
Abraham chuckled. “Then go sleep.”
Finally, he left.
The moment the door shut behind him, Stella felt like all the strength had drained from her body.
Only then did she realize her back was completely soaked with cold sweat.
First Eddie had scared her half to death, then Abraham…
Stella stomped her foot in frustration and let out a muffled cry before diving under the covers.
The bed still carried Abraham’s lingering scent along with a faint trace of the wild atmosphere from last night.
Stella punched the bed in frustration, wishing she could just dig a hole and hide forever.
But she didn’t dare fall asleep yet.
The room had been dim earlier, so Abraham probably hadn’t noticed anything suspicious.
She needed to get up and clean properly.
And then there was that scarf hidden in the bathroom….
“Ahhh-”
