Chapter 163

Calliope spun around fast, eyes locking on Conrad's arm, where bright red blood was dripping nonstop, already pooling into a glaring stain on the floor. Her chest clenched hard. Forgetting all about Lucien, she rushed over and clamped her hand down on the injection site. "Didn't I tell you to press it?!" Conrad shoved her hand away, his voice sharp and cold. "I can handle it. Go worry about someone else." Around them, the team members started murmuring. "Wasn't that guy on the balcony... the one competing with Conrad?" "Then why did she bring him milk?" "What's going on between them? No wonder Conrad's wound started bleeding again..." Calliope stood dumbfounded in front of him, gaze fixed on the blood running down his arm. Her tears broke free, falling in heavy drops that shattered on the tile, splashing everywhere. "...She's crying. Shut up already." The whispering stopped in an instant. Conrad lowered his eyes, taking in the sight of her trembling with quiet sobs, and any trace of an