Chapter 82 The Bracelet

With his brows knitted, Julian swiftly glanced at his back. Rosalie started to panic. "Turn around and let me see." But he acted as if he hadn't heard her, pushing the wet wipe into her hand. He added, "Use that to clean your hands. Stay in bed. I'll go change the dressing myself." With that, he turned and walked out. His black T-shirt gave nothing away. She wouldn't have known the wound under it had torn open if not for what had just happened. Rosalie felt a pang in her heart. She thought about how he used his body to protect her from the falling debris. She could still hear his low grunt of pain. That must have been when he got hurt. But he never said a word and played it off like everything was fine, even though he carried her in his arms many times. Rosalie gritted her teeth in frustration. How could he just ignore his injury? The hospital room door suddenly swung open from the outside. Thinking it must be Julian coming back, she looked over nervously and said without thinki