Chapter 174 He's Still Not Healed Yet

Emily shut her eyes. She felt like Gabriel was about to give her a heart attack. She spun around too fast, and her forehead smacked right into his chin. They both groaned in unison. Emily pressed a hand to her throbbing forehead, and when she looked up, she met his wide, innocent black eyes. He looked like he'd taken quite a hit too. Just like that, the last of her anger fizzled away. With a frustrated little huff, she jabbed a finger against the bandage on his abdomen. But in truth, she didn't use any force and had barely grazed the fabric. "Gabriel, you are just…" Emily wanted to call him childish, shameless, and an idiot. But the words wouldn't come. Instead, they dissolved into a helpless sigh. "Does it hurt?" Gabriel's dark eyes still carried a hint of guiltless confusion. His lips parted slightly, his voice low and raspy as he said, "It hurts." The concern on Emily's face froze, and she stared at him like he'd just told the world's most absurd joke. Again, seriously? Did