Chapter 23
Zane first pulled Lianne’s right sleeve down before carefully removing the sleeve on her left.
The down jacket and cardigan were the easy bit, but she would be naked if her thermal wear was removed. Zane looked into Lianne’s eyes. “I’m going to tear your sleeve apart.”
Lianne blinked. “Can you rip it apart, though?”
Zane held her injured arm steady before giving her sleeve a pull with his free hand, and the sleeve came apart from the seams. He was stronger than Lianne expected.
Her injury on her light-toned arm was a gruesome sight. The knuckle-sized wound looked pretty busted up as blood gushed out profusely.
A contrast to the grimace on Zane’s face, Lianne smiled as if the injury was not painful at all. “You’re strong, Mr. Atlas.”
Without hesitation, Zane tore his white shirt and used the shredded fabric to wrap her wound.
Lianne gritted her teeth in pain, and her eyes welled up. However, there was not a single grunt from her.
Zane said, “You can scream out your pain
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