Chapter 4

There was more than one bodyguard in the room, and they all fearlessly started to complain:

"That's right. Last month's full moon night, who was it staring at Miss Lyra's photo on his phone screen, longing and pining until he was delirious, calling out Miss Lyra's name? I bet she was in your dreams too."

"And the full moon night before that, you parked your car outside Miss Lyra's dorm all night. How many times did you want to rush into the dorm but held yourself back at the last second? Even a ninja turtle would kneel and call you daddy."

"If we don't say anything, Miss Lyra will never know. Do you really want to endure this for the rest of your life?"

"Shut up. I can endure it," Cassian said, lowering his eyes.

The doctor standing nearby shouted anxiously:

"Endure my ass! If you keep this up, you won't see tomorrow's sunrise."

"Miss, why are you just standing there? Hurry up and find a way to ease his symptoms."

The bodyguards standing by the bed all bowed deeply to me with utmost respect.

But, "What should I do? I don't know how."

The doctor, while using scissors to cut away the blood-soaked bandages, said:

"Kiss him!"

I blushed, my cheeks turning crimson.

Standing at the head of the bed, I didn't know how to kiss this aloof man in front of everyone.

Suddenly, a bodyguard shouted:

"Miss Lyra, do you know how the young master got injured?"

"Two days ago, there was a fire in your school's auditorium. Weren't you trapped inside, unable to escape? You even passed out from smoke inhalation, nearly suffocating to death."

"Let me tell you, it was the young master who rescued you from the fire."

"Because of the marking, the young master can sense when his mate is in danger."

"The young master ignored everyone's attempts to stop him and rushed into the inferno to find you. When he carried you out, he was unfortunately struck by a falling beam, and his entire back caught fire."

"But he still endured the excruciating pain and used his last ounce of strength to carry you out of the fire, only to have his brother snatch you away."

"When the younger master saw the older master carrying you out of the fire, he immediately rushed over and took you from the older master's arms. If he was so concerned about you, why didn't he go in to save you himself?"

What?

I couldn't believe it. Was this how Cassian got hurt?

I remembered waking up from my coma two days ago with Theo by my side.

I had assumed Theo had saved me.

The information I was receiving today was too much to process, leaving no room for bashfulness or embarrassment.

Never mind, saving a life was the priority.

In the heat of the moment, I leaned down towards Cassian.

Staring at his sensual lips, I kissed him hard.

"Don't touch me." Cassian's tone was fierce, pushing me away, but his hands gripped the bedsheets tighter and tighter. He was trying so hard to resist that his throat bobbed up and down, his eyes red and frightening.

The image of this beautiful man in repose was truly tempting.

But his tone grew even colder: "Lyra, do you know what you're doing? Don't you usually try to stay as far away from me as possible? Don't do something you don't like just to repay a debt. And don't listen to their nonsense, it's useless. Your kiss doesn't affect me at all."

But the doctor suddenly exclaimed excitedly:

"It's working! The rate of blood loss has slowed down."

"Miss Lyra, quickly, keep kissing him!"

"The young master's body is far more honest than his mouth. Kiss him hard!"

The doctor's excited words were like a harsh slap to Cassian's stubborn mouth.

Cassian's face grew uncomfortable, and for a moment, he buried it in the pillow.

Was he actually embarrassed?

The tips of his ears were so red they could drip blood.