Chapter 195 Gratitude

"Scarlett, you don't need to worry about this." He repeated. "I will do that later." She stopped at the same moment. He was right, she didn't need to worry. She wanted to treat the wounds of a person who never thought twice to hurt her. What an irony! "But he did a lot for you. He made you feel wanted." A voice came from the back of her head. She looked up and when their eyes locked, the soft expression that they were holding only a few minutes ago had evaporated then. "At one point you are not ready to talk to me. And on the other side, you are worried about me." When he said that she felt like someone had thrown a bucket of ice water on her. Like she had been caught stealing something. "Huh," she looked away like her eyes were trained on some invisible spectre. That's when he moved into her line of sight, touching my cheeks with the side of his thumb, his lips formed a pensive grin. Her head tilted upward to his face, and her orbs slid into focus. A rueful wicked smile pul