Departure with a Belly (Alaric and Victoria)

Chapter 522

Chapter 522 I Really Need Some Space

A pang of sadness hit Victoria. “Can you stop talking, please?”

She spoke through her sobs, and it took Alaric aback. When he raised his head, he was greeted by the sight of her teary eyes.

The sight worried him. Having a hard time containing his concerns, he jumped to his feet. “What’s the matter? Did I say something wrong? Are you all right, Victoria? Is it because of something I said? Don’t be mad at me. I’m sorry. Will you tell me what it is?”

However, his words had the opposite effect. Tears began to roll down her cheeks like raindrops falling from the sky.

Panicked at her tears, he stood still and watched her weep.

“Victoria…” At last, Alaric could only pull her into a hug even though he didn’t know what to do.

However, Victoria struggled out of his embrace and took a few steps back. She studied him through her blurry vision.

“You have two injured areas. One is older, and the other is new. The fresh wounds are serious, but you said nothing at all! You even-”

You even comforted me as if I was the one who was injured!

At that, she made clear to him the reason for her sudden tears. At first, Alaric was worried that his unintentional words hurt her. It seems like she’s crying because she feels bad for me.

Victoria was hit by a pang of embarrassment after she finished those words. I’m not supposed to cry. After all, I’m not the one who’s injured.

Seeing her cry would only unnerve him. Then, he had to comfort her. Time was wasted, but his wounds weren’t treated.

At that, she felt a new resolution bubble up within her. She quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hand before pressing down on his shoulders, forcing him to sit on the bed. Then, she turned around to reach for the first–aid kit.

Alaric was only wondering how he should comfort her a moment ago. To his surprise, Victoria was shedding tears one minute, and the next, she forced him to sit on the bed and went to get the kits.

With her back to him, Victoria was wiping her tears with her hand. However, she did it quickly. After getting the necessities, she returned to his side.

She wasn’t crying anymore when she stood before him. Besides, her expression seemed calm to him, leaving little trace of her earlier outburst.

She looked so calm. The redness at the corner of her eyes and the tip of her nose was the only evidence to prove that what he witnessed wasn’t his imagination.

Alaric pulled himself together and looked at her again. She remained calm like before. He opened his mouth, but the words barely left him because she spoke up. “Raise your arm.”

The injury on his left crossed his lower arm. When he put his hand down, it would block her view of the injury. As such, Victoria asked him to lift his arm so she could clean his wound.

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After a few seconds of shock, Alaric followed her words by lifting his arm.

She bent down to clean his wounds, her expression blank. As she leaned closer to him, he could smell the unique fragrance of her body.

Alaric watched her serene expression up close with mixed feelings inside him.

At first, he worried that his injuries would scare her when she found them on him.

However, she was tending to his wounds in a surprisingly calm manner.

He watched her with a piercing gaze.

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What is it now? One minute she’s crying, but the next moment she changes into a different person. Did she regain her memory? No, it can’t be that fast. Besides, there was no occasion to trigger her memories. Moreover, she shouldn’t be reacting like this if she remembers things.

At that, Alaric couldn’t help but ask, “What happened to you?”

It seemed like Victoria wasn’t ready to answer him. She only shook her head before continuing to tend to his wounds.

She cleaned the wounds fast. Soon, she applied ointment on the two injured spots. After that, she picked up the bandage to dress his wounds.

Alaric tried to initiate a conversation the whole time but to no avail. All he could do was follow her orders. He lifted his arm and held the bandage as she asked. At that moment, Alaric Cadogan, the man who dominated the business world, sat on the bed like a tamed lion. He bowed his head, watching her work with a gentle gaze.

Once Victoria finished dressing the wounds, she informed him about it. Then, she turned around to put away the things.

Pursing his thin lips, he watched her bend down to clean up the kits. He walked over to her.

“Just leave it like this. You should go shower.”

She paid no mind to his words.

He had to crouch down and hold her wrist. “Victoria.”

He called her name in a stern voice and held her in a firm grip. She couldn’t get out of his grasp, so she exhaled deeply

“Fine. Let me go. I’m going to shower.”

“Everything was fine until a moment ago. What’s wrong?”

She seemed concerned about him when she was tending to his wounds earlier, but her attitude changed right after she finished it.

“It’s nothing.” She shook her head and whispered, “Go rest. I’m taking a bath.”

Then, she surged to her feet and picked up some clean clothes before heading to the bathroom.

Just when she was closing the door, she found Alaric following her into the bathroom.

It took her aback. Her hand was closing the door to shut him out there. However, he quickly raised his hand, stopping her from shutting the door. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“You-” The sight put a frown on her face. “I’m going to take a bath. What do

you want?”

“Don’t bottle up your feelings. Let’s talk it through.”

“I’m not bottling up any feelings!” Victoria denied it right away. “You’re imagining things.”

“I saw you crying, but you were too calm when you dressed my wound. It was as if nothing had happened. I don’t buy it. You’re just hiding them.”

It was either keeping the feelings inside her or sharing them with him.

Alaric didn’t know the consequences if she kept them all to herself, but he knew better than to let her bottle her feelings up.

However, Victoria didn’t want to answer him. In the end, she muttered, “I want to shower.”

After that, she tried to close the door again.

Alaric pushed it back hard. At the same time, he frowned deeply. “Tell me, or I’ll stay here. I don’t mind talking to you like this. After all, you’re the one who will help me with the bandages.”

His words struck her.

She raised her gaze and found him using his arm to stop the door from closing. It was dangerously near his wound. Therefore, if he pushed back hard against the door, his wound would surely

reopen.

She remembered seeing how deep the wounds were when she helped him to clean his wounds.

She cast her eyes to the ground, finally giving in. “It’s not that I don’t want to talk to you, but I really need some space.”

She was surprisingly calm when she explained to him. Her response took him aback.

“Aside from being unhappy with you pushing yourself too hard, I blame myself too. I hate myself for making a scene when it’s unnecessary. I was just wasting our time. I should’ve tended to your wounds instead of throwing a tantrum. That’s all. You should get some rest.”

Alaric didn’t need more words to understand what she was trying to tell him.