Chapter 158

Alston peeled open Cecilia's clothes, revealing large patches of bruising on her once snowy-white skin. His breath caught in his throat. Below her waist, there was a sizable scrape, about the size of a palm, with varying degrees of depth, and blood seeping from the shoulder blades. After cleaning and disinfecting Cecilia's upper body wounds with the clean cloth Liam provided, her skin was exposed in its raw state. Smooth skin marred by wounds of varying severity, covering her body densely. Even in her unconscious state, Cecilia furrowed her brows tightly, probably in genuine pain... Alston's gaze became distant. Was he really feeling sorry for Cecilia now? He shook his head vigorously, trying to rid himself of such unrealistic thoughts. No, it was definitely because Cecilia's injuries were related to him, which gave him this illusion. He loved Marian. How could he feel sorry for another woman? Alston lowered his gaze, his eyes hidden beneath damp, black hair, gradually losing focus. Ce