Chapter 18

I could feel Alexander’s anger building; his face darkened as he sneered, “I don’t have the right to control you? You’re my wife and my sister. Think about it—why would he want to send you abroad? Once you’re there, you’ll be alone. Who knows what might happen?” What might happen? I couldn’t predict that either. All I knew was that I was on the verge of losing my mind. Frustrated, I kicked the blanket away, but then—“Hiss—” The wound on my ankle brushed against something, and the sharp pain nearly knocked me out. I couldn’t help but gasp, tears welling up in my eyes. Alexander quickly pulled the blanket back and grabbed my injured ankle. His expression was filled with urgency. “What happened? Did you hurt it again?” I blinked through the tears and nodded, feeling a surge of frustration. He quickly grabbed some medicine, unwrapped the bandage on my ankle, and carefully cleaned the wound before massaging it gently. Finally, he applied a cooling ointment, and the pain began